Category: Ramblings of my mind.
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I plead, Guilty!
Meeting a very old friend is a special thing, even more when you don’t get enough time to spend with friends. I for that matter get very little time to do so and when I do I tend to make the most of it. Partying isn’t my type of fun;…
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Perfectly Imperfect
Black or brown, it doesn’t matter, they were beautiful. I couldn’t make out the colour of her eyes but I know they were stunning, mesmerising, for sure, as I am still lost in that glimpse of her gaze. They seemed innocent, yet they had a story. What did they want…
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What made you stay?
Time just flies, doesn’t it? Every time I look back to my younger days, I just realise how stupid I was to make a fool of myself every time everywhere. It has been a very trying experience, exhausting at times but also very stimulating journey for me. Gradually I have…
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Questions, Questions!
When exactly is someone ready? Is head over heels really a thing? Just how many before the one? How do you know it’s him? What if you think you are done with all the hassle but one last try could give you what you wanted all along? what if you…
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Tug of war
They bundled me up, separated me from all my other friends and tied up a knot on me. I was suffocated. Hadn’t they ever heard of claustrophobia? I wanted to breathe, to smell the ‘exotic Indian air’, to cherish the gone moments, to smile through the troubles but they wouldn’t…
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Why I love blogging?
I started this blog for no specific reason, apart from the fact that I was drifting away from what I loved, writing and reading and also the reason that I wanted to be in a world where I could be me and not the ‘pretentious me’. I wanted a world,…
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Allowed?
I have a Marathi friend whom I recently wished ‘Gudi Padwa’. It is their beginning of New Year just as some of us celebrate in on 31st December. I texted him my heartiest wishes with all the warmth in my heart, being the excited one that I am. And all…
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Deafening myself
I slammed my bedroom door with a thud deafening myself to the conversation going outside in the living room. I switch on the television and turn up the volume to make others believe that I am occupied. Putting off the lights of my bedroom I subside to a calmer corner,…
Moushmi Radhanpara 
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