The Song

Has it ever happened to you that a song brought back memories from the past when it played or you heard its connecting lyrics? Read ahead to see what He felt when the same happened to Him.

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So, very recently I restarted instagramming and have been posting startling and awe-inspiring squares with a hint of random filters. Let me know how you feel about them and follow me maybe?! I'm available at (@tarushmacgupta). See you there!

Senses.

Is this love? Will I feel winds gush by as I see love again? Will the leaves graze by once more? Will I hear charming bells ringing melodies of amour another time? Will my heartbeat escalate and my beats pounding be noticed?

Shiksha Paathshaala

On Wednesday, the 18th April, the student captain of our organisation, Youthrise called me asking me to "quickly check out the Facebook page!" 
Upon viewing her latest post there, I immediately commented : I'm definitely going to be there! 
Well, a few others too showed their excitement, just like I had. This post asked a few members of our club to visit "Shiksha Paathshaala", a school set up by an NGO which was a stone's throw from East Delhi's Shadipur Bus Depot. 

Ruby.

So, I wrote this little excerpt from my head : 

I came running towards it. 

Its blood red exterior nearly blinded me. But I knew that nothing could distract me this time. Because this was The time. The time to puncture its throbbing heart. Its tentacle laced back gleamed and stared at my nervous yet determined face. 

I always knew it was me, I was the one with the ultimate responsibility of perforating its scaly skin and then finally ending the misery of our little tribe’s torment.