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Reading Woolf and Baking

In the frame today:

  • Virginia Woolf by Alexandra Harris, a signed copy from JLF last year.
  • Freshly baked whole-wheat choco-chip banana bread.
  • Freshly brewed cup of french press.

Continue reading “Reading Woolf and Baking”

Christmas Present – Free eBook!!

You guys! ‘To, My Dear Fear’ is available for free, worldwide, for 3 days (23rd, 24th, and 25th December), as my Christmas present to y’all!! 

Here’s the link to get your free copy of my book ‘To My Dear Fear’. I hope you enjoy reading it!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!!

To, My Dear Fear

What is poetry?

Poetry. A cry. A desire. That holds within each of us. Some fear the world and let the desire hide; while some fear themselves and give the desire the form of a word, a phrase, a creation, an art; to let the desire reveal, to let themselves free and to live and be.
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You guys, I have been working on a little something lately and finally it’s complete! I self published on Kindle direct publishing. Continue reading “To, My Dear Fear”

Bungee jumping~

Life is a beautiful ride.

Or is it?

To me it’s more like bungee jumping. Continue reading “Bungee jumping~”

Before I run into oblivion~

Let me be before I run into oblivion.

Spilling fears and spilling regrets; I don’t wanna be one of those.

Just; for once let me be before I run into oblivion.

-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.”

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

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