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The art of creating something out of nothing ✨

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.Ever wondered what you could create out of something that seems completely useless? Something so beautiful and unbelievable that people wouldn’t believe it was made from what was once considered absolute waste? I’m the kind of person who collects all these things from my home, old boxes, sponges, ribbons, paper, and whatever else I can find. I’m often called a “scrap collector” by my parents. It does sound funny, but the effort I put into turning scrap into something unbelievable is what truly matters here. The first craft I’m proud of was made using cardboard and the sponge that comes with shirts we buy from stores. I had an interest in dolls and miniatures from a very young age. Of course, we’ve all had that phase where we were fascinated by miniatures, and those YouTube channels where they cook tiny food using mini vessels. Coming back to my craft, I used cardboard and sponge to make a small sofa for my toys to sit on. Back then, my parents did buy toys for me, but th...
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From the Perspective of a Candle 🕯️

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I was born just now, and I could speak. I’ve heard stories that my purpose in life is to give light to the people who hurt me by burning my hair. But though people say I’m born to sacrifice myself, I refuse to believe it. I’m being put in a box along with my friends, and now I look like a showpiece to the people around the bustling shop I’m in. From here, I get a chance to watch people every day… and I don’t think they are as harsh as I imagined. I always see them with smiling faces, some crying too, which makes me pity them. Children visit often, crying when their parents don’t give them what they want. Ever wonder how I know them? I have no mom, or maybe I was born without one, so I don’t feel like most people do… none of my friends have feelings either. The place I live is bright, decorated with countless lights.  If light is everywhere, what is the purpose of my existence? I was taught that I live to give light, but now it seems that lesson was wrong. I’ve heard that giving lig...
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Levanter: The Freedom I Found Through a Song 🎶

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I think everyone, at some point in their life, has held onto something they believed they couldn’t live without, whether it was a person, a dream, or even a version of themselves. We start to convince ourselves that this is all we need and start to build our whole world around it. Our thoughts revolve around it, our decisions are influenced by it, and our happiness starts to depend on it. Still, somewhere along the way, what felt like comfort starts to feel like pressure, and what gave us happiness gives us pain and hurt. And the toughest part here is we never realise that it's a burden, and since we aren't willing to let go of it, it hurts us more badly. Imagine that you are holding the wrong side of a thorn, a needle, or a knife, which you normally shouldn't do, but you don't know that it will hurt you, and you think it gives you a sense of safety.  "Never wanted anything as much as you Never crossed my mind that I could ever lose... Empty-handed, now...
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If You Think You Can, You Can 😌✨

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"Sir, I think that I might not be able to complete the task you assigned before the end of this month." That’s what I told my professor about my assignment. He responded with just one simple question: “Do you think you can do it?” I was a bit hesitant, but I said, “Yes, sir. I can do it.” He smiled and replied, “If you think you can do it, you can do it.” The assignment was to compose and release my own song. I was genuinely excited about it, and he even shared contacts to help me with recording. But that month was especially hectic with presentations and other commitments, and I felt like I wouldn’t be able to give my full effort to the recording. My professor has always motivated me whenever I doubted myself. Every time, he would ask me just one question: “Do you think you can do this?” And the answer to that question determines everything. If you say yes, it somehow becomes possible. It all begins with what we think. If we constantly see ourselves as inferior, ...
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Drawing Closer: The Tragedy of Loving in Limited Time

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I've never written a movie review before, but this film made me want to so badly. We often hear about how realistic Japanese movies are, they usually end in tragedy or confront harsh realities, which makes them deeply relatable to the world we live in. This is a beautiful yet tragic love story between a boy who was told he had only one year to live and a girl who had only six months. The film is an adaptation of Ao Morita’s novel, Yomei Hantoshi no Kimi to Deatta Hanashi .  I’d definitely give a 10-star rating to the actors, who fully immersed themselves in their roles, making the story feel real. I completely forgot about the line between fiction and reality, and I was captivated by how they expressed their emotions so genuinely. One of my favorite dialogues is: “I’m afraid of dying… but I’m looking forward to it,” spoken by Haruna, the female protagonist, who knew she had only six months to live. Despite knowing her fate, she accepts death calmly. That’s one of the most optimisti...
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VANAVASI by Bibhuti bhushan bandhyopadhyaya || Read with Raya || Episode 1 📖

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It was a fine Saturday afternoon when one of my alumna took me to visit our professor. Though he teaches many of my classes, I was quite sure he didn’t know me, because I rarely speak or interact during lectures. That day became special. When I told my professor that I love Tamil books, even though I am from the Department of English, he introduced me to a book called Vanavasi .  The book was originally written in Bengali by Bibhuti Bhushan Bandhopadhyay and later translated into Tamil by Senapathi. In Bengali, the novel is titled Aranyak , which means “ forest-grown ” or “ of the forest .” Today, I began reading the first chapter. It introduces a man named Sathiyasaran, who recalls his life from about 15 to 16 years ago. Back then, he was a young man who had just completed his law exams and was wandering the streets of Kolkata without a job. On the day of Saraswati Pooja, he reflects on how he owed money to the owner of a mess where he usually ate. The owner never dire...
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Will You Be My Galentine ? ❤️🌹✨

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I used to think receiving flowers was something that only happened in movies. You know the kind of scene,  soft golden lighting, a gentle breeze that somehow always knows when to move, slow motion footsteps, someone smiling like they’ve been waiting for that exact moment. The kind where music swells in the background and everything feels perfectly timed. It never felt like something that would happen in my real, ordinary life. In my world, flowers were things you saw in other people’s hands. In Instagram posts. In carefully curated Valentine’s captions.  I always told myself it wasn’t a big deal. That flowers wilt. That gestures are overrated. That I didn’t need something so cinematic. And then this year, I received flowers for the first time . Which was totally unexpected. We don’t even live far from each other. It’s barely a 10-kilometre journey from my house to theirs. But that day, instead of showing up at my door, something showed up through Blinkit. A cuboid box. My mom ...
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