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Library Romance.

24th July 2017 By Ashutosh Gursale8 Comments

Library Romance - Every New Time. The first time I saw her smile, it was through the gaps of the library shelves that she stood beyond. The first time we exchanged a glance, she laughed too hard while reading a comic under the "Keep Silence" board. The first time I talked to her, she dropped her favorite bookmark in the crack between two tables which I helped to lift. The second time I didn't only see her smile, I smiled with her. The second time we didn't only exchange a glance, we stared directly in our eyes looking for solace. The second time I didn't only talk to her, I confessed to her about how I felt that she had the brightest smile I'd ever seen and the sweetest voice I'd ever heard. The third time I definitely didn't see her smile, she cried her eyes out in her father's arms. The third time we definitely couldn't exchange a glance, since her eyes were drenched with tears and her mascara all over. The third time I definitely didn't...

Captioning Photographs – part 2

20th July 20176th May 2018 By Ashutosh Gursale6 Comments

Good morning readers! I hope you're all doing well and are happy in your lives. ^-^ Captioning Photographs has been the first post where I actually started with photography on the blog! Ever since I posted it, I've took up photography myself! Yes, you heard it right. xD As a result I've had many captions and Photohraphs to flaunt! Check my gallery at @framesandfables, if you haven't already. Here, I'm showcasing a few of my favorite pictures and the captions along with them. The captions are generally a quote the frame liberated my mind with or a fictional story about me getting the snap. So put on your judgemental glasses and tell me all about the faults in these. (If you find any thing good, I'll be glad to know :P) Model of phone | Moto G4+ | and edited on | Lightroom | Tears of skies. Location : Sitabani, Jim Corbett The Model Monk Location: Sitabani, Jim Corbett The worshippers of Sun. Location: Rishikesh, Uttarakhand Swings in High Gardens. Location: Nainital Midnight bliss Location:...

Invigorate thy soul

16th July 2017 By Ashutosh Gursale3 Comments

From one soul to another. Every person fights a battle. A battle fought for a reason you'll never know. A battle whose victor you'll never predict. But one thing I tell you: This battle is the sole reason that makes a person the way they are. You remember that happy guy you always see across the hallway? Maybe he's still fighting his war and losing. Yet the reason he's happy could be his will to be strong, the only thing that keeps him going. Or maybe he has finished his wars and came out victorious. But how ironic that you'll never know since you couldn't go up to him and ask, "How are you?" Rather than staring at him from a distance. For another instance, have a look at that other girl who goes unnoticed. You wonder why she's quiet? Because her friends are more popular than she is. Because you didn't care enough to look past her friends and ask her how her day was or even, where...

The Secret Sister of Awan Alee – Part IX

14th July 201730th April 2018 By Ashutosh GursaleNo Comments

Complete parts: Author’s Note (Password: sister) I II III IV V VI VII VIII IX 1 June 2020 Dear Scarlett, This is going to be the best thing I’m ever going to write! 1st good news is that the never-ending War in our country is finally over! Hip-Hip Hooray! 2nd great news is that our application has turned out to be the most downloaded one, which ultimately means that we’ve won the competition and Me, Azure and Naveen get to start our career at Microsoft! 3rd best news is no matter what Punim thinks of me I’ve decided to tell her how I feel about her tonight since tomorrow we’re returning home. 4th awesome news is mom dad called me today and they still have no idea about my placement! It’s going to be such a great surprise for them! Good day sisso and this time I don’t need luck! See ya soon. 2 June 2020 Dear Scarlett, Today is the best day of my life. Last night as promised, I told Punim that I love her from...

Call from Home

10th July 2017 By Ashutosh Gursale2 Comments

Call from Home "Fetch me a home." He said. "Home?" I chuckled. "Yes, some place, where the walls offer solace and the rooftop soothes me, when I lay beneath it" His eyes seemed lost. "You already live there, darling." I slipped my hand into his. Bewildered he gazed at me. So I continued, "If home were some bricks stacked upon each other and some concrete piled up, I would forever be a vagrant. But I reside, here under this skin. My soul plays in the gaps of my veins. My body is my home. I'd decorate it with the fabric of love and pierce my flesh with utter emotions. Cleanse my blood for the dirt of the times long gone. The phenomenon of home is restrained to an enclosed space or a hundred paged book or some person or some memory you decide to live in. Shed that cloak of pretense. Accept the home you were born in. For once. The melanin in my skin shall be the glittered sky you wish to see from your window. My dull hair shall be...

Master of Death — Story behind something huge.

10th July 2017 By Ashutosh Gursale5 Comments

Becoming the Master of Death. If you're a Harry Potter fan, then brace yourself and skip the next few paragraphs.(You can still read the quoted story to get nostalgic.) But in case you're a muggle, I'm sorry but you'll have to read the next few paragraphs to really get the depth of what I'm about to reveal. Have you seen the symbol before? If your answer's yes, then skip to the quoted story. If no: Popularly known as "The Deathly Hallows". Rooted from the Wizardry World presented to muggles(humans) by J.K Rowling. The symbol is a representation of the three gifts given by Death, itself, to three brothers.(Don't worry you'll understand everything in the story.) The triangle is the Invisibility Cloak. The in-circle is the Resurrection Stone. The median is the Elder Wand. Do you know what they really mean? If your answer's yes, then why the heck are you wasting your time reading this? I told you to skip to the QUOTED STORY. You're still...

Captioning Photographs

29th June 2017 By Ashutosh Gursale4 Comments

Pre-Script: If you're a writer and you've got friends who do photography or, well, post any kinda posts you've heard this: "Bhai is photo pe caption dede" Translation: Bro, give me a caption for this photograph. A few months ago, I did this:- Jokes apart, the sole reason I do it is, I get a good subject to write upon. So, it's kinda a thank you note to those photographers who have given me such great subjects to write upon. The amount of amazing shots that I've seen, inspired me to try photography myself. (Obviously on my phone, I'll show it to you, soon.) Here are two of the recent photos that I wrote a caption for and they've left me perplexed! They've perfect lighting, The perfect feel and the perfect message. Please make sure you see the amazing instagram feed of these photographers and I assure you, the job of blowing your mind will be done by their work. Flowing Water — by Ameya Parab (@photo_scopic) A passionate photographer...

My first love — Diary

28th June 2017 By Ashutosh Gursale3 Comments

Dear Diary, It's funny how I always write in you but never for you. And it's surprising how you never complain while I fill your pages with the nonsensical jumble of words. All that belong to my unshaped thoughts and claim to call it a "draft". No matter how much I revise a draft to make it perfect, the one inside you will always be it's purest form. Just like our bond. You know the secrets of my wild times and the rants of my sad nights, also the time when I fell, and the time when I rose high. You live in a shelf, hidden from the world but today I'll make sure you're known. Your flawless cover is now adorned with my name and the favorite fandoms but I know you are "you" at heart. And that's what makes me trust you with my poems and the plots. And honestly, if it weren't you with me everywhere I went, my thoughts would always stay a thought. So thank you...

Guardian Angels

27th June 2017 By Ashutosh Gursale5 Comments

I remember the time I was afraid to face the world. It was them who held me close, like a shield and we faced it together. I remember the time when I was afraid to tumble. It was them who held my hand & taught me to walk. I remember the time I felt like the water would drown me. It was them who held me in the deep waters and taught me to swim. I remember the time when I was afraid to meet new people at school. It was them who told me how important a friend is in our life. I remember the time when I was afraid my birthday gift wouldn't be good enough. It was them who saved for months and surprised me with the unexpected. I remember how sad I was when my first friend left me. It was them who gave me strength to endure the future. I remember how sad I was when I almost flunked a major year, It was them who provided me...

The Imperfect Mystery — Me

25th June 2017 By Ashutosh Gursale2 Comments

A little piece to the Imperfect Mystery of my life. He was a mystery, or maybe he just wanted to be one. In the world full of chimeric perfection, he was nowhere. He was flawed, so flawed that he’d be hanged if imperfection was a felony. Of course, he wasn’t that lucky. Growing up as a mediocre and being reminded about it every morning in the hallways of his school, he knew he didn’t belong there. Amidst the fake smiles, fake promises and real envy. All he wished for, back then, was an escape. An escape from the misery, from the embarrassment of being himself and from the very own reality he lived in. Nevertheless, there was one thing he liked about being the way he was— his subconscious. The part of his intellect that showed to him the sacred and the happy worlds of imagination. A world where he was perfect. Perfect not because he had perfectly aligned teeth and a fashionable dressing sense but because...