In the middle of last night, I remembered an article I had read some years ago regarding a writing project-writing 100 words everyday for 100 days-on anything you want to write about. Everyday, without fail, whether anyone reads it or not, whether you get anything out of it or not…

The 100 Day Writing Project

Day 100. We finally come to the end of the road for this project. So much has happened in the past hundred days(and some) and so much has remained the same. I have been thinking about this post for some weeks now. I wasn’t sure…

The 100 Day Writing Project

Sometimes no other word will suffice. The pain is so deep, the hurt so great that you submerge in grief. The guilt, the shame, the self-pity, the acceptance that somethings will never change. You feel sorrow when you feel nothing else. No fear, no shame. Only sadness so immense that you lose yourself in it. Nothing or nobody affects you like it usually would and you’re past caring. It is the end.

And that is the only time you know that now you have nothing to lose. Because only from endings, will new beginnings approach.

The 100 Day Writing Project

As the Nykaa Pink Friday Sale goes live, a focused shopper is glued to her screen, adding her wishlisted products to the cart frantically. Not that they are going out of stock anytime soon but the frenzy of a good sale cannot be missed. …

The 100 Day Writing Project

So many questions in life remain unanswered. There are so many things which we want to know but are scared to ask. At times we don’t realise we needed those answers. Sometimes we understand it after a long, long time.

Some questions plague us forever and some are best left…

The 100 Day Writing Project

The world doesn’t tire of telling you to exercise and stay fit. Every social media app, every influencer, every website they all tell you the same thing. And you yourself know that you need to exercise. Still, let me add to that and repeat what everyone is saying once again…

The 100 Day Writing Project

As I danced on a Jab We Met song for my morning online Zumba class, I jumped around excitedly, going into full Geet mode, making eyes at, well, the wall but in those few minutes I was the colourful Geet we all loved seeing on…

The 100 Day Writing Project

It has been a dull few days. With the rise in cases in India, lack of healthcare, and tearful stories floating around, the mind is running on thousand miles an hour but at the same time has slowed down around other matters. As I peer down from my verandah, I…

The 100 Day Writing Project

No, I’m not talking about the Hallmark movies though I absolutely love them. I am talking about a card and gift shop situated right next to my school. Or rather which was situated right next to my school as it has long since shut down.

Hallmark started as a card…

The 100 Day Writing Project

Cleaning and organising your space is therapeutic. There is no denying that. As a child, as is the norm, I would hate cleaning my room and my cupboards and only after much coaxing and 80% of it done by my mom, would I relent. …

Aditi Sarawagi

Scribbler. Guitar Player. Dreamer. Believer. Writer.

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