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And Here I Am, Once Again | PSEUDOMONAZ
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True existence in a false world…. And Here I Am, Once Again. June 21, 2015. June 21, 2015. Poems by Shel Silverstein. Remembering Bhola… →. 19 thoughts on “ And Here I Am, Once Again. June 22, 2015 at 1:31 am. I am reading this, rather awaiting your next post. But even if that were not the case, writing about your thoughts makes you reinforce the things in your own head clearly, more than anything else. I believe that is a good enough reason to keep writing🙂. June 23, 2015 at 11:36 am. On your blog, yes!
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PSEUDOMONAZ | True existence in a false world… | Page 2
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True existence in a false world…. And Then There Was Light…. September 18, 2016. October 1, 2016. Do I sound odd or is it the same me? Well, I am still the same confused girl who had no idea about what she wanted from life. Apparently that feature is my blog’s usp, as many people have written me mails about how they identify with me, being in the same age, undergoing a quarter life crisis. How have you been? February 12, 2016. I never draw. I have never drawn anything since school got over nor did I ...
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Life Is Like A Painting | PSEUDOMONAZ
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True existence in a false world…. Life Is Like A Painting. July 31, 2015. July 31, 2015. We are all given an empty canvas when we are born. As we grow up, we add colors to it:. Yellow and orange for every moment of joy and happiness, for that race in high school that we won, for the nights we spent with incredible friends dancing or gossiping about nothing in particular;. Blue for the days when we were down and low, for all those Mondays we hated going to work;. We keep adding all these colors to our emp...
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Ashish kumar – ashish-vision
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THIS SITE IS ABOUT ME, MY CREATIVITY, MY IMAGINATION AND MY FEELINGS. Hi to Good Bye…. October 28, 2016. You came suddenly in my life. Giving me a reason to survive. I always enjoyed your presence. Neither of us gave a sign of negligence. I always scared to express my feelings. Losing you will have no meaning. You are the strength for mine. Either in day or night. Your expression always offers a proposal. Not aware whether is this my proposal? I have accepted you from bottom of my heart. A grand collabor...
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5 Life Lessons my Newborn taught me | Rashmi & I
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5 Life Lessons my Newborn taught me. January 6, 2017. February 21, 2017. While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about! You learn from them! Life Lesson 1: Multitasking. Life Lesson 2: Trust. Life Lesson 3: Everyday is a new Start. For newborns, everyday is a new day! Life lesson 4: Ask what you want /Cry if you need to/ Do if you wish to. Life Lesson 5: Live Alive. It’s not always rosy for a new mom, there are all kinds of moments. Taking care ...But tru...
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What Else But Love… | PSEUDOMONAZ
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True existence in a false world…. What Else But Love…. July 26, 2015. It’s been three years since I started blogging, but I hardly ever wrote about you here. And what a shame it is! Just yesterday my mother remarked that I am not a girl who can ever love anyone, if at all, I can be kind to people. So, it is kindness when I wake up at night to check if she’s fine, it is kindness when I run to close the windows of her room when it rains, and it is kindness when a (. A lot about love. Liked by 1 person.
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Remembering Bhola… | PSEUDOMONAZ
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True existence in a false world…. June 23, 2015. June 23, 2015. If there is one gift that I am blessed with, it’s the ability to forget, especially those people or moments that make me sad. I have this tremendous power to isolate bad memories and keep them in a hidden corner of my brain. Those memories become alive only when I want them to, or when similar instances happen. Bhola and his different shades. Life as I know it! And Here I Am, Once Again. Weekly Photo Challenge: Muse →. And yes, welcome back🙂.
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True existence in a false world…. Why do you write? November 3, 2016. Kuch hum kahen, kuch wo sunayen,. Kuch baton se kuch or baat ban jayen…. I write to talk. Why do you write? October 31, 2016. And you hid your darkness. Deep inside your heart,. While I kept on burning,. Lights, Camera and Fun. October 30, 2016. I am bad at translations, please put up with me). October 26, 2016. October 26, 2016. October 11, 2016. Eight year old me washed her hands,. Several times a day…. In the hopes of making them,.
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The Arranged Marriage | PSEUDOMONAZ
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True existence in a false world…. November 9, 2012. April 23, 2014. And they met one day,. Ten minutes to decide on their lives. Few questions asked,. Infinite unspoken words,. And the decision was made. Three months passed,. And they met again,. Only on their wedding day. Endless emotions in their eyes,. No one could say, it’s their second meeting,. Looked like they knew each other since years,. They already seemed so much in love. Love that has only grown with time. And whenever I see them I wonder,.
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Would You Like You, If You met You? | PSEUDOMONAZ
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True existence in a false world…. Would You Like You, If You met You? September 23, 2012. You look tired,. Your hair is out of place,. There’s sadness in your eyes,. And dullness on your face. Would you like you if you met you,. If that was the case? You’ve isolated yourself,. There’s no one you could call,. No one would lend a hand,. If the next moment you fall. Would you like you if you met you,. Just passing by the mall? Not a will to make them true. You wish to fly,. But scared to try anything new.
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