As we grow up we collect tales...tales which get lost in the dark lanes of our memory. But they are special, they are worth recollecting. In the heart of the most spirited city Mumbai, these are those lost stories of a girl. A girl who is a wanderer, who dreams to conquer the exotics of her country and beyond. She has opinions which she wants to voice, she loves cinema, she loves reading........these are TALES Aritra wants to TELL.......
I woke up to see a dream. I had been sleeping like a queen, on a round bed with flowing white, satin bed sheet. I believe I would have slept till eternity, given to the luxury my body was subject to, if the naughty breeze had not tickled my ears and hid in my Rapunzel like long, black traces. I woke up to play early morning hide & seek with the sea wind that whirled through the room, making the pink, satin curtains go haywire. I could see the glowing emerald through open wind
We are progressive. Very and eerie! We have progressed technologically as well as emotionally. The advancements have taken us to different horizons, from where we see the world we once were a part of, stealthily, avoiding being a part of it. We text each other, online and offline, with many heart-warming adjectives, without feeling them, even without meaning them. Life has really come a long way, to replace real feelings with virtual ones. Well, well I am not one of those cur
Life has been hectic lately, very! But I managed to complete my first read of the year "The one you cannot have" by "Preeti Shenoy". And here I sit to jot my review on the same, again fighting with speeding time. To start I would say, it was a great read. I thoroughly enjoyed my time with Aman, Shruti and Anjali and yes Rishabh too. The USP of the book, according to me was the simplistic, untainted approach to the life of the main protagonists. A pee-a-boo into their hearts,
What you mean to me, I do not know words to define, Nor do I feel the necessity to We express our love day in and day out Through whatever we say or do! What you mean to me, I do not know words to define, A friend, a confidant and a father at times Your care, your love, makes me what I am The purity and depth, through you it shines! What you mean to me, I do not know words to define, But really do I need to tell Are my actions not louder than the words I may use? Because thro