A midweek morningnot very tired of the week,we packed our bagsfor a little trip! Arry reached on timesomething very rare of a sight, every single time!We threw our bags in his truckand started for the journey, smiles and cheers on the rock! Reached a little later than our check in time,it was a rainy day,... Continue Reading →
For some, life is short For some, life is long What I have learnt my way is that - Everything happens just once. You only live once.
It's funny how the definition of freedom differs for every individual. For my sister, freedom would be to simply get out of the house and hangout with her friends in some café. For my friend, freedom would be to go on the trip she has been longing. But for me, right now, freedom is simply to get out of this room, hangout with my people like I used to, watch something with them, have a good family dinner. Freedom is just beating the idea of restriction.
I fell in love, a feeling that seems old, and learnt that tides always take back what they left at the shore.
It's said that if we do something for 21 days, it becomes a habit. With a hope, we all prosper, with a hope that this ends soon, with a hope of less suffering and an end of isolation, I hope you all find the person you have been trying to find since a long time.
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