Shreya S.

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The Most Offbeat Places for Holidaying In India

Every tourist, Indian or otherwise, is given the same list of holiday destinations. A road trip to Ladakh, the beaches of...

Why Should You Travel Solo At least Once In a Lifetime

Travelling, in any form, is a soul tonic. It can cure anything that ails you physically and emotionally. Travelling is not...

Exposed to Outer Space Without a Spacesuit: Myths and Facts

Many of us may have thought in our childhood, “I want to grow up to become an astronaut”. Roaming into outer...

Tiger Spotting in India

Back in 2006 the future for the Tiger population in India was looking bleak. The country is home to 70% of the...

Everything You Need To Know About The Ouija Board

If you believe in ghosts and spirits, then you probably already know the significance of an Ouija Board. But Ouija boards fascinate...

Hair Removal Myths That Need To Be Busted Right Away

Humans are one of the most hairless creatures on planet Earth. However, most of the hair that we do have is...

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Top 7 Startups in India

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The Window

There’s a stain on the window, It blurs my view, And darkens the world outside, The view is bleak, The streets are sleek, And the resemblance is striking.   There’s a stain on the window, It stops my thoughts, It restricts my love, Is the wind blowing? Is it not? There’s confusion inside, And the resemblance is striking.   The resemblance is striking, To my heart, My brain,my mind,my soul, There’s a stain, A stain so large, That the world seems small, And dark and bleak.   There’s a stain on the window, And then the sun rises, It blinds my eyes, Blinds my eyes by its magnificence and grace, It’s light so powerful, I feel cleansed.     The sun shines and I close my eyes, I open them after a while, And lo! The stain on the window, It seems to have gone.