thinking

Thinking for yourself

abish
Non-Fiction
1454
We all go through different stages of an awakening at a point in our life. It’s better to give up a fucked up life now than later. For a man who takes his music seriously, here’s an excerpt of one of my favorit... Read More...
apathy

Apathy, very much

pratakshya
Non-Fiction
938
  In all these years of being in the United States, the one unaltered feeling underneath it all has been the feeling of not belonging. Most of it is my own doing – building root has never been my priori... Read More...
living

Living lives our own way

abish
Non-Fiction
1703
People think they have figured out life. They give you advice. While advising, they think they’re doing you good and this is exactly where everything goes wrong. We don’t know what’s best for us ourselves and h... Read More...
lightbulb

Lightbulb

agogoi
Non-Fiction
856
Treading towards a distant statue perched on top of a hill. A strange feeling of calm overcomes me. Seeing his peaceful composure it leaves you with thoughts. Amidst all that chaos is a being in peace that we f... Read More...
crushaholic

Confessions of Crushaholic

Richa
Non-Fiction
1076
I am Pandora, and this is my box. It would be an interesting topic, this, everyone confessing about the things they have done for their crushes in the heat (?) of the moment. But then, we wait and we pause, ... Read More...
okay

It’s OKAY

Ronzana
Non-Fiction
884
"When was the last time I finished a book, I ask myself. If I don't check my good-reads account, I don't really remember. I know the last book I finished reading is "Anne of the Island". This I know because... Read More...
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Infinite Loop

rasuneupane
Non-Fiction
1369
Photo Credit: Zeepack , from Flickr. An asymptote can meet the axes at infinity. The two parallel lines intersect at infinity and finally, the hidden answer of something divided by zero is “infinity” itse... Read More...
remember me

Remember Me

aalutamaa
Non-Fiction
807
Photo by Aalutamaa How would people remember me? As the girl with a mole on her lips? The one who never failed to keep her kajal undone. Maybe as the girl who was loud when she was expressing something un... Read More...
lived

The Day He Lived

Richa
Fiction
1485
These god damned dogs! One would begin howling, and then another, and a third, until the air was filled with their screeches and yowls. Nishan had heard of wolves doing that, but then, he mused, dogs belonged t... Read More...