Monologues, Romantic

[An Affair to remember] Chapter 3 – Joumou, Kremas and some love at Cacor.

7:00AM my alarm rings, I got a sound, much needed good night sleep. Most of the family members were awake already and busy with household chores. I quickly finished brushing and chatted with her aunts and uncles. Darline came out of her room, wished me “Good Morning” and asked me to quickly get dressed as we were about to go to some place for a … Continue reading [An Affair to remember] Chapter 3 – Joumou, Kremas and some love at Cacor.

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Monologues, Romantic

[An Affair to remember] Chapter 2 – A small spark of Love.

As our journey began towards Les Cayes I felt so much like home. Being brought up in Mumbai Suburbs, I have always taken train or bus rides to work and college. Mumbai train and bus rides are somewhat similar in terms how people sit close to each other. The taptap started off towards the west from Port Au Prince. In a few mins I was … Continue reading [An Affair to remember] Chapter 2 – A small spark of Love.

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Poems

अब तोह बस यादें रह गयी है।

कुच अधूरा सा, बोहोत सूना लगता है,जब यादों के पन्ने पलट लिए है हम। जब केहना था बोहोत कुछ,तब शर्म से चुप बैठे थे हम। दिल में प्यार ज़रूर था ,इज़हार करने से डरे थे हम। जब तुम्हारा प्यार पाया तब,उसे खोने से डरे थे हम। जब भी तुमसे लढे है ,दूर होने से डरे थे हम। अब तुम ज़िन्दगी में नहीं हो,प्यार में अब … Continue reading अब तोह बस यादें रह गयी है।

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Monologues, Romantic

[An Affair to remember] Chapter 1 – The unplanned vacay

It’s wonderful that food binds people in someway or the other, no matter what Country you belong to or visit. I am an amatuer photographer and often travel to different countries to explore and enjoy their cultures. I never go by how the media portrays a particular country. As in my opinion good hospitality is something every culture and religion has by default. Cutting the … Continue reading [An Affair to remember] Chapter 1 – The unplanned vacay

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Daily

Being old school is a pride.

Technology has killed the Happiness and peace over years.Back then family outings were twice or thrice a year event and not like how they do it these days.Everyone had loads of memories in their hearts to make, instead of Instagram stories.Trains and buses were preferred transport mediums over plane.No mobile phones, therefore native games like cards , ludo , snake and ladder , cricket , … Continue reading Being old school is a pride.

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