A Bollywood Movie Review – October by Shoojit Sircar

On a Friday at 8 am I was extremely busy catching up on eight hours of sleep in mere five hours. Another wasted night of staring at my screen. My phone sprung to life as I saw my childhood friend’s name appear on the screen. I made the mistake of picking it up. “Get up we are going for a movie ” and I had no choice. In exactly ten minutes she was at my place ready to muscle me for a movie. Maybe I need to find a different group of friends. “Why are we doing this? I have a presentation at 1” I groaned. “We’ll be done by 12, hurry up!”

So I quickly changed my clothes, brushed, ate my breakfast and ran outside to find an auto. Now, I must say, normally I am not such an energetic improv girl. Neither is my friend. However, it had been days since I had spent time with her and I had bailed on too many plans before so I rushed along with this. “Which movie are we going for?”

“Which one?” I asked. She rolled her eyes and said
“It’s a Varun Dhawan film”
“You’re taking me to watch an action film in the morning?”
“No, check out the trailer it looks different”

So I did. It surely looked different. It looked rather….not Bollywoody. The storyline seemed interesting, of a girl that wakes up from an accident having forgotten everything and takes the name of just one boy. The boy is confused as to why she’s asking for him. It also looked like Varun Dhawan was trying something different so I relaxed. Alright, this can be interesting. However, I later realised the trailer wasn’t what the movie was about.

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The Reasons I Don’t believe in fairytales. (A relatable poem)

This is a short poem written from the point of view of a girl that is finally growing up and how understanding the cliche’s of the world aren’t actual realities. How loving yourself is alot more important than finding someone to love you.

I hope you enjoy it!



As a kid
I believed in fairytales
Where a prince would rescue me
And I would heal him
But reality struck hard
And no one came to save me
I got sick of playing the victim 
And got myself out of the tall palace
As a kid
I believed in fairytales
Where a prince would injure himself
And I would heal him
But reality struck hard
And I realised the prince isn’t the only one with scars,
That I cannot heal anything 
And He didnt want to always be healed
Much less he could never get rid of the scars
No matter what he took from me

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A guilty boy. A bell and a mother- Refreshing Short Story


A short story about a teenage boy finds comfort by admitting to a crime to a mother. However, things aren’t how they seem.


The Crimson sky was over his head as he walked towards the door. A seventeen year old with difficult decisions in tow. ‘Is it really worth it?” he wondered. Maybe not, but he needed to finish this game once and for all. 

The brown wooden door seemed more daunting than ever. He noticed the stains on the golden door knob. He would know, he had been staring straight at it for days now.  There were so many times he had tried to do this but couldn’t. So many times that his fears overcame his intentions.

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To the Bestfriend, leaving to go abroad- Go get your dreams!

1 st September is Letter Writing Day, just on the occasion,  I decided to write a letter to my bestfriend. I hope you all like the post and wish my bestfriend all the best on her journey!

Here we Go!


Dear Bestfriend,

It’s only two weeks before you leave. Change is coming up ahead, as you know, I’ve always hated change.

Just a few years ago Letters were the only source of communication between two people living far away.

Between you and I, I know that even if we were living in those times of isolation- We’d still make it through the distance without any issues.

I knew that you’ll be leaving soon enough but accepting that fact is a very different thing. What is one supposed to do without their bestfriend? How do you choose clothes for parties and who do you call when you are lonely. I’ll learn soon enough I guess, but then so will you.

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Brain vs Heart vs soul, Who to choose? [Short Relatable story for every girl]

“Did he lie about loving her?” The soul whispered to the heart.
Maybe he didn’t mean it as much as we thought he did” The heart, one of her three best friends whispered back.
Almost like it was a slap in her face, the girl sucked air in and held the arm chair tighter.
Why? Why did he not love me the same?
“The matter of the fact is that he didn’t love you as much as He thought he did” Stated the brain. Fresh lime juice over a burnt wound.
Maybe he did love you Naomi, but he….fell out?” the soul reasoned. She looked up at the ceiling and pursed her lips. The soul immediately knew it shouldn’t have said that.
Fell out? That was the worst possibility of them all. It would mean that he did love her at a point and then…didn’t. What did she do wrong? How did he just fall out so easily? Their relationship was so strong a moment ago but now it doesn’t exist. What?
“Why did he fall out of love? I mean he stuck around through worse times than this and it was a simple argument, right? Maybe he didn’t ever love me to begin with” Naomi finally added to the conversation.
“You are right, I agree! I think he just acted the whole way, never really loved” Spat out the heart in vengeance. It was hurt and needed someone to else to be hurt with it. Naomi was an easy target.
Out of all the possibilities presented this one was the most acceptable one. Though it hurt quite the same, if not more. Maybe he never loved her.

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