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I hope everyone is staying strong and safe! My own eulogy would have been different. But I lost my uncle (brother's father) most recently. I tried to express what he felt and how he would want his son to think of him now that he's gone. Always praying for a better life for wherever he is now.
[Monitor beeping....] [Muffled breathing...] Her body fell into a deeper abyss. Hey eyes felt jaded. She fell into a deeper state of trance. Could it be all the anesthesia that made her feel this way? From the infinitesimal peek between her eyelashes and skin, she could see a faint image of her parents. They looked... Continue Reading →
You cannot heal in the same environment that got you sick.You will still be art, even when they stop admiring.So darling, take the brush and own it as the sky and clouds are your canvas.~oishmortal~
Want to shout out to each and everyone of you for the immense love and support. I started writing as an experiment without really thinking of what or how am I going to keep up to it. But now this seems like a community that inspires and makes me feel more positive each day! Keep... Continue Reading →
Way before we were in a situation of learning more in crisis than in comfort, I came across this moment I captured a few months earlier on my way back home from work. This grandfather came to drop off his grandson everyday without fail at 2 PM in the blaring heat, rain, or chilly afternoons.... Continue Reading →
Vance Joy - Riptide || Ukulele || Single Cover Click on the link above for my latest song! Maa and I walked into a shop and I bought the Uke at the blink of an eye. Since then I have dedicatedly sat in a place for hours at a stretch. I have sang horribly, learnt... Continue Reading →
Here are a few snaps of my city prior to the lockdown! Do you miss the swarm of people? Or are you happier with the empty streets? Milkman Renovators Straight outta the crab Daily wager The flower seller Market Morning bugle
OISHMORTAL The world is really ending? I'd like to start off by just putting it out there. The intensity of it all. I belong from India. One of the third world countries of the world. Honestly, I am pleasantly surprised by how organised our government has been about this pandemic. A 21 days lockdown has... Continue Reading →