Author Archives: Dhvani Parekh

About Dhvani Parekh

A simple girl in a complicated world.

The one where I discover Tagore!

I was first introduced to Tagore in the pages of a General Knowledge book. “Who has written and composed the national anthem of India?” Rabindranath Tagore. “Who was the first Indian to receive the Nobel Prize?”¬†Rabindranath Tagore. My knowledge of … Continue reading

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Let’s talk about the elephant in the room

Usually, I never think before I post something on my blog. This time around, it was different. Perhaps because of the immense societal dogma and hype that surrounds this particular topic, I was reluctant to openly express my views about … Continue reading

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Reveries of the night.

All I know April is, I want to feel things. Really – feel them, you know. How’s that for an ambition? – Frank Wheeler, Revolutionary Road (2008) That’s my ambition as well, Frank. Insane as it may sound, it does … Continue reading

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Fly, you fools!

‚ÄčIt’s so easy to fool people, Post a happy picture, write a cool caption. The eyes that do not smile, Tell a story of their own, only if you wait for a while. Why are we scared, constantly afraid, Of … Continue reading

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Powering through.

When air becomes suffocating to breath, You’re scraping through. When familiar faces look back through strange eyes, You’re scraping through. When bonds become bondage, You’re scraping through. When you feel like you’re running, even while you’re still, You’re scraping through. … Continue reading

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I am.

Often have I wondered, why do we exist? We are like plague, devastate as we please. Life is not just a four letter word, I have heard that line a million times; But I feel we make pompous meaning out … Continue reading

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Tangled threads…

As I picked up my pen today, I knew I had a lot on my mind, But the pen wouldn’t move as I did not know what to write; Where do I begin from, do I start from the end, … Continue reading

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