COLOURFUL PORTARY OF ONES EMOTIONS

  The Dark Side of Cute Clothes: Unveiling the Fast Fashion Industry Ugh, another impulse buy from that online retailer? We've all been there. That trendy top for just Rs.200? So cute, and who can resist a steal, right? But have you ever stopped to consider the true cost of that cheap garment? The dark secret of fast fashion is that it's built on a foundation of environmental exploitation and unethical labour practices. Let's rip back the curtain and see what's really going on. The Trend Machine Never Stops Fast fashion thrives on one thing: keeping you hooked on the newest trends. New collections drop faster than you can say "FOMO" (fear of missing out), pushing you to constantly chase the latest styles. This relentless cycle creates a mountain of textile waste – clothes that get tossed after just a few wears, ending up in landfills and taking centuries to decompose. A Stain on the Planet The environmental cost of fast fashion is staggering. It's t

Lately, things have started to retake pace. The summer holidays are over and I have got things rolling out, contrary to everyone's belief and my own. Well, this was a big chunk of holiday and yeah I have not gone out and travelled, but learned that even by staying back at home I did learn a lot.  I have started with going back to my books, re-reading at times, spending time with family and knowing that it matters every bit of moment does, watching old albums and laughing out loud at my own videos, watching Papa Love Burgers a little bit more, mummy enjoying while I was experimenting in the kitchen, making plans of travel and I repeat only plans, watching the young one proud while I am learning to code and them having a good laugh at me, having movie nights with papa, a shopping spree with Mumma, and WWE with brother ( I am good at it). Also, rediscovering the creative soul, writing poetry, reading books and a lot of them (so proud), finishing anime series day after day, designing m

She saw what I was going through clearly and he didn't again, there I saw it all how he won't get it ever and she knowingly can't ever do anything. The problem was never that he called that kid to wish her a birthday but that he had not talked to his own child for quite some time because she called him out please talk with respect and character with me and my mother. The problem was not that birthday he wished her but that he had forgotten someone who waited for him so long. The problem was not that he wished her but he ill-treated a guy soon be a man in this world. The problem was not that he wished her but that he forgot about the true smile that a family once had. The problem was not that he wished her but that we lost our hopes. The problem is not that he wished her but that I wanted to live for a while. The problem is not that he wished her but that I lost everything that I once called mine. The problem is never that he wished her but that for once even he didn't c

 Yeah !! Somehow I am still alive. Here I am trying to balance work and play, playing a big girl. Growing up seems cool and I swear I am still not in the era where I am like - " Old days were better, god take me back ". But I don't why for some reason the cycle never seems to end. Failure was never an option but I did fail, learned moved on, just to repeat it all over again. The lost leadership role on which I got claps soon those hands backstabbed me, and it all happened all over again. The friendships taught me so much that even in this complete lifetime I can never pay it back, but that friendship dissolved me by my mistake. I wanted to be a part of that picture but was only a shadow left in that old corridor.  I just penned that down in this old-style mixing of prose and poetry that came to my mind. I have been strong Sam (now mostly referred to as Sims). I worked my way up without any major bumper. So, yeah this one bump that had piled up led me back here, to this sa

What does battle mean ? ..Is it some poweful oligarchs playshow or is it death of humanity on every level..  Why would two people fight for a certain piece of land which technically belongs to everyone, I know law, borders and politics but I would ask do you know love, empathy and kindness.  Do you people in power know that the loss in any form whether it's of a soldier or a citizen is loss to humanity as a whole you say you all are concerned and this all for the well being but how does it effect you?? you are not the one who has lost someone close to you, you are not the one who is waiting for his son to return from his duty, you are not the one who is somewhere to create their future but end up being a war victim. You know what, you just have to show a little empathy. Is that too much to ask for. Today you may all be well aware of the situation in Ukraine. People all across the world stand in solidarity that we don't want war even the Russians themselves are protesting agains

"There were four birds sitting on the roof top and suddenly the wind came one of them tumbled down I got worried what happened to the little bird and in that time came the hawk which led the other three to fled but our little one survived becuase the wind laid it down and now it its sitting up and chirping." This observation led me to think that sometimes like this wind comes situation in our life where we think the wind came and destroyed us but at times it can be beneficial . At that very moment it may be hard to interpret the goodness in it but later maybe you would be thankful that it came to you. The simple fact that it swept you away for good would make you laugh hysterically and make you realise that living in that moment was the bravest thing you have ever done. So this to all the tiny birdy don't give up your wind has come for good. Love to you all.