nostalgia
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10 Cups of Creativity: A Forgotten Reminder
Found this gem deep in an old folder from my Creative Thinking course. The assignment? “Draw 10 cups.” That’s it. No brief, no model, just 10 different ways to cup.Looking at them now, it’s wild. There’s the cracked, detailed one; the fluffy, blue, on-fire one; the messy scribble one; and the structured grid one. They’re all over the place, and that’s the point. At the time, I was just doing the work, probably stressing about the grade. But the prompt was actually asking: “What does creativity look like to you?” Looking at them now, it’s wild. There’s the cracked, detailed…
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The Passing Breeze and Silent Mountain
There was a time when winter settled in,A mountain stood, untouched by warmth or spring,Content beneath the sky’s indifferent gaze,No need for change, no promise of new days. But then a breeze, soft as a distant hum,Wandered through the valleys, gentle, numb,A fleeting warmth, felt like a whisper through the frost,Not much, but enough to feel and show what had been lost so far. The mountain let the cold begin to melt,Not knowing yet the trick the breeze had dealt…For winds, they never stay, they only pass,Like sunlight flickering on broken glass. Pebbles in a stream, touched once, then left…
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The Thousand Suns By Linkin Park – That Came To The World Way Ahead Of It’s Time
A Thousand Suns transcends mere music; it embodies a transformative experience, echoing teenage confusion and rebellion. Linkin Park’s artistry captivates with its emotional depth, while Chester Bennington’s haunting voice remains an eternal reminder of resilience and healing.
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Grandfather
I always want to shut my ears when someone talks about their grandparents, especially their grandfather. Maybe it’s because I don’t have them. That’s what I told myself when I was a kid. Maybe it’s because I couldn’t relate. That’s what I told myself when I was a teenager. Maybe it’s because I couldn’t change the past. That’s what I told myself today. The past me always looked in awe at kids who talked about their grandparents buying them this and that, giving them allowances and hugging them hard, cooking them their favorite dishes, telling them all the random funny…
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Marching Away From My 25th March
March, the month I love the most. The reason is quite simple, it’s the month that my mother gave birth to me. It’s the month I feel at home. It’s the month that made me cry a lot. It’s the month that made me who I am. It is also the month I reborn. It’s the month of spring. I turned 25 this year on March 18th. Since I was a kid, I have never dreamt of my future self. Strangely…? Nope. Naturally… Given what life put me through, I didn’t have time to dream about being an actual adult…
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Discovering Chennai Through the Chennai Metro Rail (CMRL): A Solivagant’s Journey
The post discusses two types of public transport enthusiasts: train and bus devotees. The writer shares their love for Chennai Metro Rail and the experiences and lessons learned from traveling alone.
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VGP Marine Kingdom: A Fascinating Underwater Experience in Chennai
VGP Marine Kingdom in Chennai offers a therapeutic and refreshing escape, showcasing vibrant marine life and unique attractions. Be sure to visit for an unforgettable journey into the deep blue.
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Unforgettable Darjeeling Trip: A Magical Journey of Discovery
If you’re planning a trip from Chennai to Darjeeling, I’ve got you covered! The journey from Sikkim to Darjeeling is beyond words, and the sunrise at Tiger Hill is absolutely magical. Don’t miss the simple joys like sipping on Darjeeling tea and visiting local markets.
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