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The Fall.

Hi you guys! I have started reviewing books for a change again.

So recently, I read this book, The Fall Of The Human Intellect by A. Prathasarthy; it’s very different, gives you a perspective, makes you cogitate and is based precisely on vedanta  philosophy.

Continue reading “The Fall.”

Fly~

Time is flying. Why don’t you too?

-Gursimran Kaur

Toes dipped in hiraeth ~

It is insatiable.

This desire, to run away;

Far;

Far away, to the land which recognizes my toes dipped in hiraeth

And my ankles wrapped in colorless sand. Continue reading “Toes dipped in hiraeth ~”

Hi Dad.

7 year old me: Hi daddy, I wanna be a teacher when I grow up, I think I can teach better than Ms. Neelam.

Dad: Sure sweetheart. You can be whatever you want when you grow up.

9 year old me: Daddy I  wanna be an astronaut just like the two girls in chapter two of my English book. They float in space, even I wanna float in space.

Dad: Sure sweetheart why not? Continue reading “Hi Dad.”

Cold fire.

​Stay away or come closer; your call. 

A warning though; 
She’s a cold fire.

She’ll put every desire and every breath  igniting in your soul to rest, if you don’t let her be.

She’s a flight risk.

She’ll runaway with your light and never come back, if you don’t let her be. 

Just let her be. Will you ? 

– Gursimran Kaur

About the unreal stuff.

Fiction does not interest me. It has never interested me as a matter of fact. Because there’s hardly any need for me to read about the unreal stuff when so much unreal is already happening around me in the non fiction or in the life.

-Gursimran Kaur

An ache.

There are fantasies inside me. And desires; which run unfathomable miles across my soul and make me ache for an immeasurable pleasure of loneliness.

-Gursimran Kaur

Indecipherable open book. 

It is a labyrinth in a labyrinth.

It is an illusion of an illusion.

And it is my life; an indecipherable open book. 
– Gursimran Kaur 

Just.

Uncertainty is the essence of life.

Oblivion is the result.

And brave are those who love and live under this shadow of oblivion.

– Gursimran Kaur

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