Showing posts with label Swati Kaushik. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Swati Kaushik. Show all posts

Tuesday, 10 March 2015

10 tips for Blogging

Blogging is essentially a form of communication. One has something to say and the other wants to read. Blogs are a virtual and simple form of offline communication. People write to share, and read to accept what is shared and how it’s shared, express opinion and discuss. So what does it take to write a blog content that reaches all and sundry. That tugs at the strings of the heart of Your readers.

The misconception that blog writing is an elixir for skilled writers, is a myth. Today, anyone makes it to the most popular blogs list. Blogs that have gained repute and following include blogs by famous artists to the ones by jail inmates behind the bars. Therefore, we can safely conclude the fact that the Blog content is not restricted to the narrow confines of a proficient writer. You only need to have a story and a heart to say it out loud. All of us writers are looking to write a post that gains us both popularity and/or critical acclaim.

Wednesday, 11 February 2015

Valentine's Week:- Promise Day

I turned. To look. But night was dark. And I lost. The stars started to shine out of the clouds after a while.
So much of human life is wasted in waiting.
I was waiting. He was waiting. In anticipation and retrospection.

I do not blame him
for not knowing 
the gentleness of my soul.

When I only showed him,
how  violently 
I loved.
-Saiber

____
So we never want things to change but worry ourselves to death introspecting changes. I was  scared about how changed our equation would be now. A part of me thought that how disappointed could he be! I mean he already called me hippo and what not. He knew I’d rather gobble down a pound of cake with him than go hiking and bird watching. He knew I would star gaze rather than spend the night sleeping. I was me. I hoped with all my heart that he was he too.

Sunday, 24 August 2014

The Un-kind Kinds

Irrespective of who You are, where You come from, where you aim to go the most impactful time of your life is while you are in school. Its apparent too. Ofcourse if You spend 1/3rd of your days for twelve years in an institution it is bound to grow on you. And it does. We are bullied there, appreciated or embarrassed. We learn to get over most. We don’t really keep in touch with the school, the school life or the lessons, but we do keep in touch with friends that we make or and we keep in touch with the news of the ones we unmake there. Here’s an inclusive categorical description of friends we have in our groups in general.

Saturday, 5 July 2014

To read and write

Do you stall reading? I do. Guilty. I finish books in a week that I would rather in a day or two. I surf through their pages unhurriedly. Reeling in its crisp or stale smell. The smell of fresh unread words. The same words said over and over again. With varied meanings. They amaze me. Simple words.  White Sheet. Complex formations. Complicated me. A sparkle of crisp champagne is how it all feels to me.

Friday, 11 April 2014

If money did not exist

If money was not the factor, would you still chase your dream?
-The Jokerr

Hypothetically speaking ofcourse, but would you? I wonder. Most people I know are passionate about money. But what I figure, what they are really passionate about is a certain life style, status, material things they can acquire with money. There’s this hilarious saying that : Though money can’t buy You happiness, it is always better to cry sitting in a Ferrari than in a regular car. Right?

Friday, 17 January 2014

Broo-ming his way

I have an introduction to make.

Not the one You can retrieve from Google.  I want to introduce a humble man. A man who touched a million lives. Who, churned the very insides of a nation plagued with corruption, patriarchal sadism and idealism. He isn’t a messiah. He isn’t going to make all of our social, political and economical problems go away, with a flick of a wand. He is an inspiration. He seeded the idea that something can be done about them, problems.

Sunday, 15 December 2013

The truths of a lie

How to tell a truth from a lie?

In all the years I have grown up, the truth from lie has been separate like water from oil. But, today there’s a grey. I know of people who don’t like that colour. I somehow love it! (Half my wardrobe is grey or white). Grey is a dubious ground of a black truth or a white lie. That which belongs to neither. (However, this philosophical thought is not the reason of my affinity towards the colour. I groundlessly entertain the idea of fragmenting this colour.) 

Thursday, 15 August 2013

Nanny

Coming back from school would feel like such a conquest. Right from thumping down on the couch to be pampered with fruit drinks or stuffed with heavy healthy main course meals, it would be endearing. Although not just as much as then, but now I miss and cherish those little acts the most. The most I miss is my carelessness. Unbothered, ‘cause I’d know she is going to straighten out all the mess I make before I rush down to study for the next day. Needless to say, conclusively I was an irresponsible kid. 

Wednesday, 31 July 2013

Heart Broken Rain


Its raining where I am. Everyone connects with the rain.. A happy day or a sad one.. A rain cannot escape unnoticed. Just as water, the vessel which it pours in, the rain too is cursed to change its being from one vessel to another.. a new definition each time. A resplendent smile..or a lonely tear. A happy talk or a sorrowful monologue. They all find a place in the rain. Some stretch out their arms and embrace it. Some open up their fists to bring out a crumpled palm and let it cool the burn in there.. Others hide their tears in it and a few others, a smile with it.

Friday, 26 July 2013

Whats your perspective

We live in a secular, democratic country is no news. Another, Non news that tags along is the unrest in which our country presently wallows.
The country men are unsatisfied, to an extent disappointed with the governance. The government unasserted and crippled! Doubts prevail upon us all.

Monday, 15 July 2013

Role of Relatives

The grandeur with which a Groom brings a Bride home is comparable to none other. The whole clan takes both of them on such a high at the mere aspect of a wedding that you somehow only visualise Your life into two sections:
→Before Marriage
→After Marriage
The phases are both highlighted, ACCENTUATED and Boldly underlined. And also, Depending on WHO is giving out this wisdom- The other side strike-through-ed!

Tuesday, 21 May 2013

The Best Profession Ever

Come the days of high school and every single soul gets to the maddening search of finding out the most coveted profession in the industry. Besides, everyone has an opinion about the further course of action. 


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