Little stoney reached 3000 followers mark today. First 2 thousands were fast, this one took effort!Last year was crazy, wait..correction, THIS year is crazy!!Last year was just busy, so it took a while to get here.I feel like I was a child when I started this blog. I have come so far the beginning looks…… Continue reading 3000 Followers!
Hey Everyone! I got overwhelmed when I saw this notification? I saw it yesterday. And I got so anxious I forgot to share it with you all. Because my mind was running in rewind like an old movie slowing down at some crucial events of my life, that too in sepia. Reminds me of an…… Continue reading My 3rd Blogoversary!
It’s my fourth attempt to fill this space with nothing but blankness. Not that I didn’t have words. There are 3 horrendous and long but empty drafts. So I chose not to post. I have been having this feeling since weeks. I said having, not battling, not suffering, just having. I would do tons of…… Continue reading Emptiness – take 4
What stories can do to you is absolutely magical. Last night I watched Fried Green Tomatoes and thank God I had tissues in arm’s length. I cried my heart out and every time I cried it broadened my smile later. If you believe in power of stories this is your movie. If you believe in…… Continue reading Fried Green Tomatoes – Movie
When we reached 2000 followers I thought I would do a post sharing whatever I learned over my one and half year journey in blogging. I hadn’t even read a blog before I came up with one so everything I know I learned here only. Without further ado let’s dive right in. First step First…… Continue reading Absolute Basics of Blogging
One of those days when I just want to talk. And i have been talking non-stop past few days. it’s insane Hate to admit at one point I had to take xanax. I just hate to admit and I dont recommend it at all its just that I was going out of control. It was…… Continue reading Felt like talking..
Numbness It’s a glass bubble Nobody deserves to be trapped in You see people talking But you can’t hear them They can see you suffer But they cant help you You are holding your sanity tight But it keeps slipping away Like sand from your hands Like soul departing a body Leaving it gray Withered…… Continue reading Trapped