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  • aastha_krushne 153w

    Yesterday I decided to write down 10 things that made this year special for me.
    And I failed.
    I failed at keeping the list limited to 10!
    I urge you to note down all the things that made your 2018 beautiful.
    Trust me, you would be pleasantly surprised!
    #thankyounext

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  • aastha_krushne 158w

    Dear Mumbai,
    You are called either the land of fantasy, or the overpopulated materialistic city; nothing in between. But here I am, treasuring the little joys you continue to give me.

    When I was 5, I first saw the caves of Elephanta and cried because the idols were broken.
    At the age of 7 I got lost on CST railway station and a complete stranger left me home.
    10 year old me fell in love with a painting on road outside Jahangir Art Gallery that I still hang on my bedroom wall.
    At 14 I bunked school for the first time, just to watch the most cliched DDLJ in Maratha Mandir with friends.
    I studied for my 10th boards just because I wanted admission in Jai Hind College. There I was shamed for not applying makeup, but only there did I found my best friend.
    At 17, when I saw you from the flight at 2am, I knew, you too, were insomniac. But that's the beauty of you. Also, The Marine Drive actually looks better at night!
    By 18 Kitab Khana had become my second home, and Vada Pav, my comfort food.
    But in 19 years of my life, I tell you, I haven't tasted anything better than Canon Pav Bhaji!

    I wonder to how conclude this letter before mentioning the rains. Rightly said, rains in Bombay, fall directly from the heaven!
    And here I am today, wondering, if the heaven is actually better than you. Because beyond the mad rush, cut-throat competition and deep insecurities, I see a lotus of humanity still floating above the sludge.
    I see how people of all age, gender, religion and race live together.
    I see how my Muslim friend dances on Ganpati Visarjan and I crave for mutton biryani every Eid.
    I see how college kids unhesitatingly start a conversation with transgenders in the train.
    I see how my neighbour teaches his maid's little daughter for free.

    And that's why, Mumbai, maybe for the first time, let me tell you that I love you.

    Forever yours,
    Aastha Krushne.


    #mumbai #love #life #city #world #hate #good #bad #mumbailife #citylife #bombay #lover #forever #rain #school #books #kitab #khana #food #reading

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  • aastha_krushne 159w

    Tell me, What is writing for you?

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  • aastha_krushne 162w

    What would you do if you could do absolutely anything that a human can do!?

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  • aastha_krushne 163w

    Dear Best Friend,
    I know, I know, we don't meet frequently, we don't talk to each other so much, but I still like to call you my best friend and I think those weird things like 'you are cute:' and 'you have a heart of gold' are still true. I would still fight with you over a piece of munch and distribute KitKat (no, not munch for sure, it's my favourite and won't share it) upon your death. I hope you will distribute munch on mine!
    College is not the same anymore. I hate it when you are not by my side in library, secretly eating a packet of chips and studying the lesson for the first time two hours before exam. One and a half year in my new college and I haven't made any friends, oh boy, no one can replace you. I still talk to the watchman aunty in my college, showing her my IDcard like we used to do, I have made friends with my library uncle, hoping atleast some things would be same.
    Adulting. Its great, but it comes with a cost. And I am not ready to pay the cost of our friendship. This was my way of saying I miss you. Creepy, I know, but bare with me. I hate you, just the way you are. Chal ab padhai kar, exam hai kal teri bhi. All the best!��

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  • aastha_krushne 163w

    चांद♥️

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  • aastha_krushne 165w

    Life. Death. Love. Hate. Art. Science. Books. Movies. Sky. Ocean. Smell. Taste. Depth. Perception. Dreams. Reality.
    Anything. Everything.

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    Questions you want an answer to.
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  • aastha_krushne 166w

    Look here, what do we highlight?
    The infinite sky or the ocean so finite.
    Or the lamps of the city that glow at night
    Unfortunately narrowing our perception, down to city life.
    © Aastha Krushne

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  • aastha_krushne 167w

    I have stopped writing.

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    I have stopped writing about the magic of the stars and love of the moon.
    About the wisdom of the waves and infinity of the ocean.
    The pain of the horizon that could see the void between the sky and the earth where everyone could just see their meeting.
    Or about the boy who breaths melody through his flute.
    I have stopped writing about you, and about myself.
    Crumbled papers and unused pens are waiting for me to talk to them, and I don't remember when and why I abandoned them.
    But they know I am dying, day by day, drowning in the ocean of my own poems.
    Ask the horizon, who has witnessed me sinking, if it was a beautiful reunion.
    And the painful voice will reply- she was untouched by a single drop!
    ©Aastha Krushne