#The Anonymous Letters Project

Dear Boo, You see I have always loved the concept of optimism. That part where you notice that the glass is half full rather than it is half empty. Where you focus on the part that you are getting something to drink rather than not the whole thing. I have always loved the concept of…

Serenity and silence. 

With time, I have come to fear nature. The chaos we humans have created seems to be preparing to ricochet with full force.  I fear that one day it may all come crashing down on us. Intense rain coated with just a hint of serenity. Hurricanes that’ll shatter the machines that create magic from our…

The world as a “United Nation”

If every challenge could be combated hand in hand; if the blame game was one only played by those below the age of five; if we all stopped turning our backs on one another; if everyone was respected and accepted for who they chose to be; if there was mutual understanding and ego ceased to…

The little boy

I saw a little boy today. He wasn’t someone special, if anything he was strangely ordinary. His hair seemed as though they could use a good wash yet were neatly tucked away from his face. A dark skin tone characterized by patches of dirt on his body; and ragged clothes that had been repeatedly worn…

Day one in Bangalore!

So yesterday was a really really long day! I went to taco bell and had some burritos, went to write near the swimming pool and to be honest I genuinely loved it. I went out to watch Cinderella with some people which was so much fun! It’s such an adorable movie although the guys that…

Disconnected.

So I uninsalled the apps, in hope to see who really cared. Too much time being spent helping others, Forgot to take one glace at my withered self. A lot can happen over fifteen days, I wonder what I’ll learn, I wonder what I’ll realize. The virtual world has killed my reality, from screen to…

A perfect winter day…

I sit in my room, right by the huge window in my room with a cup of hot cocoa and “An abundance of Katherines” by john green. The weather couldn’t have been lovelier, a cloud cover over Delhi and gentle winds blowing. My thoughts consumed by him, however I dismiss them. They are not what…