Musings of a 21 year old. Everywhere she sees, from people to buildings, on faces to Facebook everything is smeared with saffron, white and green. Patriotism is in, the tiranga. In the midst of all this. Well this is more of a doodle than the previous one. The Victories of my Right Brain.

PEOPLE WHO SEEM TO ENJOY MY BLURTINGS. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. And the beauty of the stars, that surrounded our bodies, cam.

a tapestry of thoughts and forms conceived in my mind. Dries up, wilts, withers but still keeps clinging to roots the hope never leaves.

She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live. Darling, come take a look! How the world helped me heal-I. Loving me will not be easy. How the world helped me heal-I. Loving me will not be easy. Before you tell me those three words, let.

The dead and the gone. The echoes that loved us. From the eyes of the mind. Of loss in a rich blend. Made to infill the holes. Left in souls that might. My attempts at a r.

Day-Dreamer, Moon-Gazer, Confirmed Contrarian, Traveler, Artist, Frustrated Cartoonist, Perennial Fish Out of Water. Share Your World 2017 Week 2. If you lost a bet and had to dye your hair a color of the rainbow for a week, what color would it be? I could not decide between. If you could choose one word to focus on for 2017, what would it be? Yet another senseless tragedy.

Rhythmic oscillations bombard us daily and herd us to remain in sync with them. Beats from the headphones that house themselves in our ears or the pulses we create with our foot steps are so constant that they become noise unnoticed.

May 2017 bring you loads more inspiration and joy! See you back here soon.

I would like to save her memory in these words as well our hearts and honor the brave and loving person that she still is though her body has returned to the care of earth. Another planetary revolution almost done! The boy had j.