A letter to November.
After almost 13 months of bookstagramming, I made my 400th post recently. I thought of making it a bit personal and expressive, so I went ahead penning down how I got into reading and writing.
I stand by the window and wonder What it is to be like caged and wander? Like, how free you can be being trapped too, chained in your thoughts; limited by your infinities bound by the will to savor liberties. The fascination for that air of freedom Luring you every fleeting moment To touch it... Continue Reading →
I endeavor in darkness to play around it but surprisingly it plays with me and I accept everything. This is what I breathe.
November is about to end and the cold winds have started finding their way to us. Do you know how do they make their home in us? Read along to find out.
Sometimes, a lot of thoughts would prevent your brain cells from breathing. To need to accept the new, you need to let go of the old.
Read on to find where our world is heading towards and what would be the consequences if we didn't act now!