Bookworm. Poet. Story-teller.
it’s saturday evening I lie huddled in my blanket watch the raindrops beat against my windowpanes enjoy the sweet sound of solace but somewhere around there is a constant hum a sort of whisper a pleading that goes on to get up, escape to lose myself in the madness that’s this city quiet but not…
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Monsoons are finally here and it’s the only time when the city is draped in breath-taking exquisiteness. Each one of us has our own special way of relishing the charm that monsoons are. Some would say – a cozy spot by the window with a view of the lush greens beyond, a cup of ginger…
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Asha Seth 