It's All In The Genes. I Had Heard So Much About My Grandmamma Who I've Never Met. About How Much She

It's all in the genes. I had heard so much about my Grandmamma who I've never met. About how much she loved reading and how head-strong she was. Everyone used to tell me how very much alike her. I'd feel so overwhelmed with that comparison because she's been such a role model for me. My father told me how much she was into books and that she had huge collection which my father has preserved and he'd give it to me when we had the space and when I was ready for it. Yesterday we opened the first among the two trunks and the smell of that a century old books hit me with so much unknown bliss. Running my fingers over those books, I felt I was meeting my Grandmamma. She hadn't gone to school and studied but she had that thirst of knowledge and she collected all this on her own to quench her thirst. It is full of Kannada books. My father welled up a bit as he went through the memory lane and I did too. I took a few books which I felt I could read and I felt I was taking a part of her that I could carry with me. It also had a few books which I've wanted to read and it showed how much our reading taste matched. It's all in the genes. I love you Grandmamma 💕 #miracleswords ___________________________________________ #bookstagrammer #bookstagram #booklover #bookworm #books #bookish #booknerd #bibliophile #bookaddict #booksofinstagram #reading #bookphotography #bookaholic #readersofinstagram #tbr #bookblogger #instabook #booklove #bookshelf #bookcommunity #read #reader #blogger #booksthroughgenerations #bookobsessed #readingslump #writingquotes (at Namma Bengaluru- ನಮ್ಮ ಬೆಂಗಳೂರು) https://www.instagram.com/p/CC0A9-gF9O2/?igshid=m3oyxm13w7oc

She’s the Girl

She's the girl who annoys you, irritates you to the core but you can't get enough of her. She's the girl who miraculously can make you like her in an instant but also give you the pain by suddenly detaching herself. She's the girl who desperately wants a lover but also runs away when a guy is right in front of her. She's the girl who wishes to own every thing she desires yet she clings on to the old, raggy stuff. She's the girl who acts to be emotional but isn't emotional at all. She's the girl who acts to be emotionless but wails until her heart rips out and throat goes sour. She's the girl who tries to see beauty in everything yet has to wear a big, stuck glasses to actually filter what she sees. She's the girl who seems to stand up for what she believes yet she doesn't believe in what she believes. She's the girl who seems to listen to her heart and live to her fullest yet she doesn't know what she's following but she knows she's only surviving. She's a miraculous mental who tries to survive in this world among words leading a contradictory life. She's what she seems to be & also she's not what she seems to be.

Everything starts at Home and so does caring and nurturing the Environment. Seeing the happenings around the world, we, Humans, have understood how much the Environment is Stronger and Patient than all of us. My #OneWishForTheEarth this #WorldEnvironmentDay is that Humans understand that we are a small and even maybe a little unimportant in maintaining the balance of the nature. So let's not be arrogant and be thankful for what she has given us even though we haven't been her best children. 🍃 Take this initiative and spread the world among your closed ones. Say what would you wish for the Earth this day. Tag #OneWishForTheEarth 🌱 #miracleswords ____________________________________________ #write #writing #writings #deepthoughts #writers #writersofinstagram #wordstoliveby #words #wordporn #poems #poemsofinstgram #poemsporn #poetry #spilledpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writtenword #love #dream #rant #quotes #climatewarrior #instapoem #spilledink #wordgasm (at SAVE mother EARTH) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBCyFzrFu9v/?igshid=1vyl3wk4iaquh

He was running when I first saw him. Butter on his mouth, filled with laughter. When he looked at me, I could feel every pore in my body grow warm. His smile felt as though I understood him, yet I couldn't fathom him. "Radha! Radha!" he called out with his enigmatic voice, the next time I saw him. His dark complexion, the peacock feather, the striking yellow robe, the flute in his hand. He was so out of place yet merged among us. Now that I remember, he was always the centre of attention. He just wanted to see me, the daughter of the chief of Vrindavan. The next time I remember, I would wait for any sound of him. His anklets, his laughter and more importantly, his flute. How couldn't I be mesmerized by his tunes while the whole of Vrindavan would come to a stand still? As days went on, Little did I know he was walking step by step into my heart and I, into his. We spent every available second together. Little did we know it was borrowed time. We would dance, tell each other stories and just watch each other smile under the moonlit sky. Then he had to go to Mathura. He had his destiny to be fulfilled. While everyone in Vrindavan walked behind the chariot trying to stop him, I hid behind a tree trying to see him one last time. Our eyes met. He smiled. In that moment, I heard his flute. His smile and his tune gave me his message. Even if he wasn't next to me, that day he sat in my heart's throne. I smiled back but that night when I saw the peacock feather he left for me, I cried. ~ From that day, I've heard he's the God purifying the Earth. That he's the Mastermind behind the war. That he's a coward-Ranchor, kidnapper, strategist, protector. But now, I know. The promise he made with his smile, he kept it. He's Radha's Krishna and I, Krishna's Radha. I understood how smile but now, I can fathom it too. 💕 #miracleswords ____________________________________________ #write #writing #writings #deepthoughts #writers #writersofinstagram #wordstoliveby #words #wordporn #letters #foreverlove #poemsporn #poetry #spilledpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writtenword #love #dream #wordsmith #Krishna #writerslife #radha #wordswithqueens #radhakrishna #vrindavan (at Vrindavan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAYUb__FGA7/?igshid=13hjef7x9op8d

I want to talk about how the first time I watched Heartstopper I kept expecting terrible things to happen. (Please note, I had not read the comic yet.)

Charlie has a crush on the star rugby player? Oh no. He's gonna get fucked over so hard. Plz be careful Charlie. (Channeling my inner Tao here I guess.)

Ben is a dick? Oh no, Charlie's going to keep going back to him anyway, isn't he? Are we going to have to deal with this through the whole show?

Nick likes Charlie? Oh no, they aren't going to talk about it because ~reasons~.

Harry shoves Nick at Tara and Charlie disappears? Oh no, they aren't going to talk about it...wait, they are? Where's the catch?

Ben appears in the hallway...Oh god, is Charlie going to end up going back to him??

Charlie and Nick kiss, then Nick runs off? I'm just gonna brace myself for an unnecessarily angst-ridden misunderstandings plot arch.

Nick asks Charlie to keep things a secret? Insert accidental outings and gossip cycles here, I guess.

Tara is having a hard time being out? Braced myself for an entire arch where she blames Darcy and their relationship is on the rocks for the rest of the show.

Bullies after Charlie? Fully expected Nick to stand by and wring his hands and then make excuses.

Imogen asks Nick out and he says yes? Guess it's time to deal with an excruciatingly dramatic love triangle.

And it isn't just the bad stuff. I also fully expected Nick to take off across that rugby field and drop Charlie into a full on movie star kiss in front of the entire school at the end. While I admit that would have been very satisfying, it really didn't suit their characters at all....and yet. When I think back, I really expected it for a second.

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Anyway, I think the fact that I expected these things to happen is actually more important than the fact that they didn't, because my expectations didn't come out of nowhere. They developed because that's how TV is usually written these days and that's...honestly that's really fucking weird. (If you think about it, even the sparks of romances in Stranger Things have really unnecessary levels of would you please just fucking talk worked into them.)

It's especially weird now, because this show proves that you don't NEED contrived drama to tell a really good story.

I hope we see more stuff like this, queer focused or not.

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. - Sylvia Plath ✨ #miracleswords ____________________________________________ #write #writing #writings #deepthoughts #writers #writersofinstagram #wordstoliveby #words #wordporn #poems #poemsofinstgram #poemsporn #poetry #spilledpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writtenword #love #dream #wordsmith #instawrite #writerslife #instawriter #wordswithqueens #instapoetry #instapoet #spokenword #spilledink #wordgasm (at Bangalore, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CB5OdMnJqS1/?igshid=xrv38k91h4cl