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things happen when you least expect them – a blog to announce the release of our novel: the Metro chronices
Originally posted on The Shooting Stars: And I did it again! I ,again, created another world, brought characters to life, infused emotions into them, made them laugh, made them ecstatic, put them into a plethora of situations, to weave a story, yes, readers, yes, I did write a novel again!! This time it is ,… Continue reading
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THE PERPLEXED LETTER
A short poem I wrote last year, as a result of a dream i saw. (^_^) Continue reading
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REMAINS OF THE PALACE
I wrote this poem when I was 15 (i.e., quite a few years ago), about my grandparents home, which was indeed like a palace for me and our family. This seems a quite relatable poem to me. Continue reading
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The Metro Chronicles – EP#2, Counting Stars (Sneha’s P.O.V)
Amish and Sneha have become close friends now, and finally Sneha made her move. Read to know about her confession. Stay tuned for upcoming episodes… Continue reading
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The Metro Chronicles – Ep#1, Something Just Like This (Sneha’s P.O.V.)
Sneha’s luck played it’s part, and a series of events led her to speak to his crush Amish for the first time. Read more to know what goes on, in her mind while all this happens. Stay Tuned for upcoming episodes. Continue reading
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Four Scenes for a Wallflower: Relatable Moments from movie: “The Perks of Being a Wallflower.”
Being kind of a “wallflower” person myself, I found this movie to be quite relatable. Here are the four best moments from the movie as per my point of view.. Continue reading
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Defining Toxicity of Relationships
So recently I have come across a conclusion that every person in one’s life is Toxic. Yes, it might sound uncanny, but this is my observation, and I have a decent explanation for this. When I say everyone is toxic, I mean everyone you know, and everyone you think that matters to you, is toxic.… Continue reading
About Me
A singer/songwriter, music producer and vocalist sharing his thoughts in a seemingly half assed manner through this blog, because that’s how the mind thinks at its most vulnerable and sensitive state.
The Messed up room 