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Hello! I have a lot to show and tell(like things on my to-do list for 2017), but please accept my new year greetings first! The start of the New Year was a little off for me as I suffered from severe cold and hence, I’m so late in extending my greetings to you all! Putting that aside, I hope you all had a great time and are thoroughly enjoying the new start.Now, the first question anyone asks you after wishing you a happy new year is about your resolutions! I’m sure this word is jinxed, and a resolution can go only as far as a month, of course, exceptions exist.So, this year, I decided on a few realistic goals rather than being supremely unrealistic in the heat of the moment. I decided to continue and start a few healthy habits rather than resolutions. Also…

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I’m certain that I like winter more than summer, all comfy and snuggly, but sometimes, there is this sinking feeling inside of me, that spreads a cold, colder than normal, all over and around me. I don’t know if you understand this feeling, but it just breaks me down, it brings out isolation in a creepier way like everything is lost, that all around me is sadness. And it takes a lot of time to get away, it stays, for a dangerously longer period than I’d expect and keeps me incredibly sad.It wears off, though slowly, but it does. And then the night falls, I’m back to the silence, confined within four walls while everyone else sleeps, and then it comes back, the sinking feeling. I’m certain that I like winter better than summer, but this is something I never feel in the summers…

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The Desperate Era!Source: wallpapersxl.comLaws are being broken,laws are being madeHumanity being forsaken Leaving the people jadedThere’s no stopping the crimesExist did ever, any safer times?Money rules, man is the slaveCowardice rises, where are the brave?Skyscrapers stand tallMocking Mother Nature’s fallWill there be any future,For the kids to rupture?Captured in the four wallsListening to drunken brawlsFrightened spirits call’Is this hell, after all?’ Source: fineartamerica.comAlso Read: Poetry: The Final Step…

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Source: socialmediabuzz.comHello, Old Friend!Remember the times, when we used to make the trends?Laughing about anything and everything, not caring if it made sense?When school was about everything but studies?Copying homework, the hour before submission?Got curious who’d be lucky to accompany the birthday girl/boy around the school?Chasing each other around the corridors, even if it made us look like fools?When we trotted along the opposite corridor to drink water just to avoid going back to the classes?And lying to each other while fighting over class passes?Remember the time when we used to do those stupid yoga poses on the ground?And laugh at each other, giggles filling the ground, from one end to another?When we all stood together for the class, making teachers mad?When we signed our own tests and diaries, be it mom’s or dad…

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The Best Stress Relief: Self-Compassion- #1000SpeakForCompassion”If your compassion does not include yourself, it is incomplete.”~ Jack Kornfield Sometimes your bottled up anger pairs up with the ongoing stress or the other way round and the situation it creates is sure as hell not pretty.People say when life throws lemons at you, make lemonade, pass them on, blah blah blah.I say, when you’re in deep trouble, the only way to get out of there is to deal with it. The stress will keep triggering you every now and then putting you in situations you wouldn’t wish on your enemy.Source:brainyquote.comThe only way to get out of it once and for all is to let it out, let it hurt you, let it break you down. If it makes you cry, cry. If it makes you scream, scream. If it makes you throw…

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~Tanka~Source: 123rf.comthe snow spirit flewpoverty’s child lay awakethe moon lost its warmthseeking warmth from twinkling starswhile the rich kids played with flakes…! The Tanka poem is very similar to haiku but Tanka poems have more syllables and it uses simile, metaphor and personification. There are five lines in a Tanka poem. Tanks poems are written about nature, seasons, love, sadness and other strong emotions. This form of poetry dates back almost 1200 years ago.This was my first attempt at Tanka. Hope you enjoy this beautiful form of poetry!Share your thoughts in the comment box below! :)Also, read my first attempt at Haiku: After The Sunset!Do leave your thoughts in the comment box!Until next time,Be kind to one another!Bye Bye…

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The Final StepOver the horizonAt the end of the mapMarching on To the final stepPressure building upThe final battle comingThe spirit shiversLittle flame shiningConfined in the wallsDeep in the debtIn the aching heartHer daunted soul weptIn the hopes of good That the future beheldWith staggering feetForward she dwelledWith the leftover strengthWalking the path uphillWhispers now and thenOvercome the negating willIn foresight of luckThe wary eyes wanderWill I make itNo time to ponderWe accompany youPromised the FatesKeep going onVictory Awaits.—Love it? Share your feedback in the comments!Would love to know.Until next time!Be kind to one another!Bye Bye…

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We’re All In This Together! Source: mum.eduRose from the deep slumberMy eyes cried of painA pain unknown, a pain unheardThe flowers didn’t blossomthe sun didn’t shineAll was fine, yet nothing was fineThe world came to a haltAs the news flooded inLots of carnage, our brethren were killedMother Earth bled as its children fellWith another wretched tale to tellSorrow overwhelmed the world’s joyLand flushed with the blood of martyrsFor what she wondered her children foughtWhere got lost all the hunger for loveSource: speakingtree.inThe air froze with fearHearts swelled with angerThe times of war came nearerAmidst the chaos, a light was seenAs the souls passed on to another realm The world witnessed their plea for peacePraying won’t help, said the light in the skyRise over this meaningless fightAll we want is for you to surviveCome together and fend off the evilJoin hands with…

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We all come in contact with a fantastically large number of people during the course of our lives. Many we don’t remember and some we do. Only once-every-gazillion years, do we encounter someone who really leaves a lasting impression. Someone who is #madeofgreat.I came across one such person while I was in Mumbai for attending this event hosted by IndiBlogger, BNLF. That post will be up soon but has to wait because blogger decided to burst some crackers for me this Diwali! That story can wait.After attending the first workshop on day 2 of BNLF, I decided to join my family for the shopping spree they were on, so I booked my cab from Uber (I’m not advertising, this is a part of the story.), which I used to travel to and from the place I was staying at, for both the days…

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I never really thought I’d attend a blogger’s meet because of the geographical constraints, but here I am, writing about a meet that took place in Mumbai, a good 1000 km’s away from my homeland.Yes, I traveled all the way to Mumbai just for attending an event, but calling it just another event would be an understatement. It was, without a doubt, the most disruptive conference on blogging held in India, so far. An event that was host to several bloggers, content creators as well as marketers assembled from different corners of India.BNLF.COMI literally jumped with joy when I got the mail from IndiBlogger that validated my application for the free passes for the event that I had mistakenly applied for and forgotten. That’s when I actually decided that I have to attend this event, no matter what.Storytelling has always been my…

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