Follow me Diary Entry: July 14, 2016 The Raichands—Yash, Nandini, Rahul, Rohan and their wives Anjali and Poo—are perfect. That’s what the world believes. Their smiles are flawless, their lives enviable, untouched by time. But none of it is real. It’s all a lie. They’ve created a world where everything feels too pristine, too immaculate […]
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Follow me Maya sat in her dim office, the buzzing lights above her making the silence feel heavier. The walls felt like they were closing in, reminding her of Ayaz’s laughter, which now echoed in her mind like a haunting memory. She had liked him for so long but never found the courage to tell
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Follow me “Mar” was the prompt for this month’s write-up. I lacked ideas, so I came up with a story. And ta-da… my main characters are named Mara, Maya, and Mark. Mara sat by the window, watching the last rays of sunlight disappear behind the mountains. The memories of Mark’s laughter still echoed in
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Follow me Finally, I did it. I lost my self-confidence in traveling alone back in 2017, but this 2024 trip to Singapore helped me regain it. Although I wasn’t alone, and despite the issues with my body and feet, I did it. I also realized that people aren’t judgmental; I’ve been the one judging myself
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Follow me Have you ever dreamt of traveling somewhere far away? Maybe to escape a bad situation, find yourself, or chase a hidden truth? This post is all about imaginary travels – journeys that take us on adventures of love, friendship, and self-discovery. Could Carmilla be more than just a name? Was Meera’s trip to
Follow me Some water droplets fell on my face, and I looked up, feeling the sky’s embrace. Like wine from the heavens, they gently kissed, reminding me of moments missed. Ghalib’s whispers were soft and clear, “Love’s just a drop, yet so dear.” His words remind us that the heart, though not made of stone,
Follow me عشق نے غالب کو بے کار کر دیا۔ ورنہ میں بھی دنیا کا آدمی ہوں۔ Love made me worthless. Otherwise, I was a man of worth. Arhan translated the Urdu poetry into English in hopes of impressing Lisa, whom he had met online last week. If only he knew that she had set
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Follow me The Country Clubs banquet hall bustled with nervous energy, the air thick with the aroma of food and unspoken emotions. Anu clutched the worn photograph, its edges softened from countless caresses. Today was her son Nick’s wedding day, a momentous occasion tinged with a bittersweet truth. Nick’s bride-to-be, Annika, was none other than
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Follow me Deep within the emerald jungles of Kerala, nestled amongst towering trees with leaves the size of dinner plates, lived a young boy named Rohan. Rohan had eyes as dark as the richest cocoa beans and a mischievous grin that could melt any heart faster than a bar of chocolate under the midday sun.
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Follow me “Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.” – Nelson Mandela Priyanka’s childhood was a whisper in a crowded room, easily missed. Back then, being quiet and keeping to herself made her an outsider. Kids called her names, and friends pretended to be her companions,
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Follow me Support is a word which we all are aware of. In this poem, we’ll explore the idea of support that feeling of help and kindness we give and receive. It’s like a warm hug or a helpful guide in tough times. Through simple words, we’ll talk about how important support is in our
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Follow me In Serenityville, at Sunshine School, Mrs. Patel, a friendly teacher, gathered her students for an exciting chat about New Year Resolutions. “Hey, everyone! Let’s talk about New Year Resolutions – promises we make for the new year. Cool, right?” Mrs. Patel grinned. Ravi asked, “But why do we even do this, Mrs. Patel?”
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Follow me In a quiet Indian village surrounded by lush green hills and winding rivers, there was a lively lad named Aarav. His infectious laughter and warm spirit made him a favorite among the villagers. However, Aarav faced a unique challenge – his legs didn’t carry him as effortlessly as others, so he relied on
Follow me Once upon a time in the enchanting land of Nom-Nomville, there lived a passionate foodie named Fred. He adored everything about food, from its tantalizing tastes to its mouthwatering aromas. Fred couldn’t resist a culinary adventure, and he proudly wore the badge of a self-proclaimed foodie. Fred was well-known in the town for
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Follow me Once upon a time in the vibrant Indian town of Chaiville, there lived a fellow named Chaiwala Chintu. He was not just an ordinary guy; he was a master of all things chai, and he ran a tiny tea stall that served the most magical concoctions. But there was a problem in Chaiwala
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