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Rumours. Just the word alone sends a chill down my spine. It’s like a shadow that follows you around, even when you don’t want it. The most frustrating part? It’s usually nothing more than baseless whispers, twisted truths, or outright lies, yet it still manages to spread like wildfire. And the worst part? It leaves behind a trail of hurt, confusion, and distrust. Why do people spread rumours? Is it for attention? For power? Or simply out of boredom? Honestly, I think it’s a mix of all these things, but the underlying truth is that it’s easier to talk about others than to focus on our own lives. Spreading a juicy rumour might give someone a temporary sense of superiority or excitement, but at what cost? It destroys relationships, damages reputations, and causes unnecessary drama. Whenever I think about the impact of rumours, I can't help but remember School for Scandal, where the characters thrived on gossip and malicious rumors. The play is a perfect example of how rumours can spi...

If there’s one person who can brighten my day without even trying, it’s my 4-year-old cousin, Mahirah. My Mumbai girl. She’s a bundle of pure joy, endless energy, and just the right amount of sass to keep life interesting. Talking to her isn’t just a conversation; it’s an experience, a journey into her magical little world where everything feels brighter and better. Mahirah has this infectious way of making even the most boring topics feel exciting. She’ll talk about her favorite color as if it’s the most important decision of her life, and somehow, you’ll find yourself deeply invested in whether pink or yellow deserves the crown. The best part? Her confidence in her choices is rock solid there’s no room for doubt when Mahirah makes a decision. She isn’t just a talker; she’s a performer. Mahirah loves to dance. She’ll spin, twirl, and even throw in a dramatic pose, all while giggling like it’s the best thing ever. Her dances aren’t just steps; they’re stories. One moment she’s a butt...

 Recently, I watched Gladiator II, and wow, it’s a full-on visual treat! With a crazy $250 million budget, the movie brings ancient Rome to life in the most epic way. From the massive Colosseum fights to the stunning city backdrops, everything looks insane especially on IMAX.   The story focuses on a new generation with Paul Mescal in the lead. He does a solid job, but stepping into Russell Crowe’s shoes? Tough gig. Meanwhile, Denzel Washington is the real MVP, stealing the spotlight as the ruthless Marcrinus. The battles? Next level. Think sharks, rhinos, and even monkeys it’s wild, chaotic, and totally edge-of-your-seat stuff.   The music by Harry Gregson-Williams sets the mood perfectly, and the CGI is flawless. Sure, some parts of the drama get a bit too extra, and a few plot twists feel predictable, but honestly, it’s still a total blast for fans of epic action.   Now, here’s the sticky part. The movie got heat for cutting Nelly Karim’s role a Pal...

Birthdays deserve a sprinkle of magic, right? For my Mumbai friend, I ditched the usual texts and what's app status. Instead, I penned down vibes, sealed them in an envelope, and hit the post office. Call it retro or romantic, but sending that letter felt like sending a piece of me through the universe. Old-school vibes, modern feels let’s call it vintage cool.  Poem Walked to the post office, vibes were tight,   Carrying words wrapped in birthday light.   No emojis, no flashy screen,   Just paper, ink, and love unseen.   Queue was chill, clerk gave a nod,   Stamped it like it’s a love postcard.   Address to Mumbai, sealed with flair,   My heart’s express, handled with care.   As the slot clicked, my heart did too,   A journey begun, feelings flew.   For her big day, this old-school feat,   A letter’s charm pure, unique treat.   Here’s to a vibe she’ll never forge...

Tonight, as we walked back from the café, the city lights felt like they were trying too hard. Then we saw the moon. Suspended like a quiet rebel in the sky, it demanded attention without a single word. Bright, bold, and breathtaking, it turned our casual walk into a moment worth remembering.   Here’s my ode to the moon that made the night unforgettable:   Oh moon, you’re the OG light,   Serving glam in the dead of night.   A celestial boss with effortless sway,   Turning darkness into a runway.   No clouds can dim your endless gleam,   You shine like a star’s wildest dream.   Silent, still, but loud in your grace,   The sky’s crown jewel, stealing the space.   You’re the icon of every poet’s lore,   A muse, a magic, and so much more.   Chasing your glow, we all aspire,   Oh moon, you’re the night’s true fire.  

Lay down the weapons, the anger, the hate,   Why must we fight when it's never too late   To listen, to reason, to offer a hand,   To build up a world where we all understand? The earth bears the scars of battles we wage,   While children grow up in a world filled with rage.   Fields meant for harvests lie barren and torn,   Homes left in ashes, hearts broken and worn. What glory in bloodshed, what victory won   When all that we cherish is lost, overrun?   The cost of a life, no treasure can pay,   And yet, through our blindness, we throw it away. Imagine a world where our voices are heard,   Where peace is the promise, and kindness the word.   A world without borders, without guns or tanks,   Where differences fade, and we offer our thanks. Let empathy bloom where bullets once fell,   Let love be the legacy our stories tell.   To stop war is simple...

Back in the day, my buddy was green,   A little parrot with a curious sheen.   We’d vibe together, chirp and play,   He’d squawk at dawn to start my day.   Feathers bright like neon light,   Perched on my shoulder, a fearless sight.   He’d mimic sounds and copy tunes,   Bright-eyed, lively, filling rooms.   One summer day, he flew too high,   Caught a drift, a slice of sky.   I watched him fade to endless blue,   My heart sank deep I missed him true.   Now, every time the sun dips low,   I think of him, my emerald glow.   A childhood friend, now far above,   Gone too soon, my lost-winged love.

Plugged in, drifting away, It’s just me, the music, and my favorite play. Lyrics roll, bass drops deep, In this groove, no promises to keep. Right now, it's Minnale from Amaran that’s got my heart, Recently dropped, but it feels like art. Each beat, every line, pulls me in tight, A classic reborn, pure delight. Whether it’s the highs or the lows, In these tunes, my soul just flows. Songs spinning stories, lifting me high, With each note, I’m touching the sky. Lost in the lyrics, rhythms on blast, In this world of sound, time slips fast. Headphones in, world turned low, In every beat, I’m free to glow.

Back in the day, just a kid on a mission,   Locked on my screen with candy ambition.   Swiping sweets in a sugary storm,   Matching colors became my norm.   Level up, blast, crush the row, Each little combo, a sweet rainbow glow.   Chocolates, jellies, a color bomb burst,   Every swipe felt like I quenched my thirst.   Lost in the world of gummy delight,   Playing ‘til mom said, "That’s enough for the night!"   Eyes on the screen, heart skipping beats,   Those candy dreams? Sweetest of treats.   Now grown up, but I still feel that thrill   A match-three world I can't quite fulfill.   Just a little kid, crushin’ like a king,   Memories of candy still make my heart sing.