Bangalore Days

That was a beginning of my love for the South Indian creations. They are more content driven, touching and definitely leave a hangover. If it wasn’t for that one evening of crazy, I don’t think I’d ever truly enjoy my first experience of a south Indian film.

Invisible for good

Mountains or the beach? Well here we go again.. the same set of questions. Favourite food, favourite music, the same shit with a different person. If all goes well, you would probably ask me for a ride. I am wearing my favourite black laced underwear. Not for you, but because I wanted to feel special... Continue Reading →

The proposal

Do you remember that night? . . . . "TYPING"..... Oh god! I think I have been staring at the screen for so long now.... Which night? Out of all our memorable times spend in over 2 years, which specific one is he talking about?  "The day you proposed to me...." We were at the... Continue Reading →

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