My Blue Elephant

I remember reading this somewhere when you ask a child to color something, she would happily pick a crayon and start coloring. She'd go out of the lines, fill the picture with colors from her weird imagination. You'd see blue elephants, red fields, and orange oceans. As she grows up people start molding her. They will want the child to color within the lines and see things they way they are - elephants are supposed to be grey, fields: green and oceans: blue.

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As Strong and Cold as an Iceberg

She walked slowly by the rain-kissed sidewalks, lit brightly by the neon lights of shops, bars, and restaurants. Rains in Chennai were her favorite, she jumped every puddle balancing her extremely large bag in one hand and her laptop in another. With every step, a light would go off or a baffling sound of the... Continue Reading →

People. People. People.

"She will never have a problem with making new friends!" was what my friends told about me on the last day of school. Little did they know what the future had in store for me. If you're in your twenties, switched multiple jobs and is currently working in a top notch company - this is... Continue Reading →

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