In the depths of her mind

“I’m here now and everything will be alright.” -Here now, and forever The castle was once again standing radiant and strong. He had held the queen's heart and infused it with his love. The trees were rustling against the wind, spreading the news far and wide. The animals had come back to the garden, hopping … Continue reading In the depths of her mind

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By the pond

It was a pleasant evening, with the sun dipping over the horizon. Insects were buzzing and the birds chirping as they returned to their homes, settling in for the night. The horizon turned orange with purple hues, with stars flickering through the evening sky. The pond reflected rays of the setting sun along it's shimmering … Continue reading By the pond

My Wolf 

I wrote this post a few weeks ago, portraying the rush of joy and love one feels upon seeing their special someone. Do give it a read and let me know in the comments section about what you think. Thank you for visiting!

The Diary

I was trotting through the wild, fog and mist surrounding the fern. Black clouds hovering above, casting shadow across the boscage. I was walking around, taking in the forest, smelling the mud, hearing the insects, seeing every minute detail in front of me.

I reached a clearing and saw another wolf, curled up next to a tree. She raised her head, brought her soulful eyes to rest on me. Thor Almighty, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I walked upto her, looking deep in her eyes.

I touched my head to hers, my coat rubbing along hers. I licked her coat, grooming her. Nibbled at her fur, cleaning it up.

Slowly, she got up on her feet. Stood right in front of me. In an instant we realised, we were meant to be. We howled. We howled in chorus. In recognition of the counterpart of our…

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A Rainy Day Epiphany

If you are an avid book reader and looking for some honest reviews for the book you’ve been thinking on a rainy day with a warm cup of coffee. Check out The Quaint Reading Nook by Varnika Jain.

The Quaint Reading Nook

I believe the very first post on any blog should signify the reason for its being and the path it’s bound to take in the coming days. So here’s how, why and what for The Quaint Reading Nook came into existence –

[Now, I’ve already explained the rainy day epiphany that I had on my personal blog. So, I’m going to reproduce the same down below because this blog is the culmination of what started there, so please bear with me and read on.]

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​​Rainy days should be spent at home with a cup of tea and a good book.” ― Bill Watterson, The Calvin and HobbesTenth Anniversary Book. 

And that is exactly what I did today. Because, obviously, I’d trust a Calvin and Hobbes advice with my life! (Does anyone else think that the comic strips cover a lot of deeply profound, existentialist issues, or…

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Here now, and forever

He walked through the ancient ruins of a castle that once stood in splendour. Glass shattered and walls charred, he walked through the dry twigs and grass. He looked at the giant columns rising high, and the marble staircase that was once polished and smooth. The fountains in the garden had run dry. Plants and … Continue reading Here now, and forever

Coming Home

In parallel with The Celebration written by Varnika Jain. It had been five months. He kept thinking of the first time they met. With a smile on his face and love in his eyes, he thought of the five months with her. Cherishing each moment with her. It seemed as though life before her didn't exist. He didn't remember the world before she came to him. She was everything he'd ever need.

Eternally, yours

I found you one winter night, when the moon shone blue and stars flickered bright. I heard your words and stood tranquil. For your words soothed me, taking away my pains. A few moons passed and you took my hand, gave my your love and wrapped me in your heart. I took your hand and … Continue reading Eternally, yours

Who goes there?

"Who goes there?" He called out. His eyes tracing the silhouette across the window pane. "Who goes there?" He waited for a response in the quite of the night. But all he heard were the leaves, rustling in the summer breeze. He held on to his bedsheet. Clenching so hard that his knuckles turned white. … Continue reading Who goes there?

Summer of ’17 – #1

Been almost a month since I graduated with a Masters Degree from NJIT. For the past two weeks, I had been touring the different cities of US of A with my parents who had flown in from India. Having been holed up in New Jersey, and Newark of all cities, my folks visiting and us … Continue reading Summer of ’17 – #1

A boy in the shadows

He sat in the common hall of his play-school. Looking around, watching the rising columns and other kids running around. Laughing, eating their lunch. He sat in the middle of all the chaos not affected by the development around. Over the years, he made friends. Not many by any amount. For he didn't interact much, … Continue reading A boy in the shadows