Fatal

You look at it

With deep fondness 

There’s an intimacy

Hard for you to confess
When it touches your lips

And you take it inside

Like you’re filling in

A part that is void
Your lips are turning grey

And the skin is losing its charm

Why is it that you can’t leave it

When it causes you the most harm
It’s now a part of you 

Which you can’t eschew

Doesn’t it give you chills

Your most beloved

Smoking kills

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These beautiful words are lended to me by an amazing author Chhavi Gupta. 

Follow me on Instagram to see her written word: @cosmopolitan_sass

Her Instagram is @bombaediaries šŸ™‚ 

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FearĀ 

I feel the pain

So deep

in my heart

That I fear I will never be rid of it.

 

And I want

So bad

To be free

That I fear I will never taste freedom.

 

I see the light

So bright

Far away

That I fear it will never shine upon me.

 

And I need

A little

Love, maybe some Hope

That I fear will never come my way.

 

And I cry

Tears of blood

Mayhap cuz I know

My fears are the truth put to fruition

Tough Luck

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CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?

Yes, I am definitely freaking out.

My last blog post had absolutely no activity and when I tried to search thesugarelastory.wordpress.com in google, itĀ didn’t show up.

And now I am at the verge of pulling my hair out because I changed my site address without really knowing what I did. And now I really really think I screwed up my blog.

This is not how I wanted my vacations to start.Ā 

Can Anyone Hear me? Or see my posts?Ā 

If anyone can see this post could you please comment just to let me know that it is showing up on feeds? And if any of you have any advice for me… I’m pretty desperate for it right now.

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Lots and lots of Love to all.

The Dessert Resonance

The best feeling in the world is when your family enjoys what you make to the T.

The best plate of food for a chef is the one which has been lickedĀ clean.

And right now, I am experiencing both. I’m a lawyer with a penchant for baking. I love the beauty of a dessert coming together. Food, in general, is greatness extraordinaire. So is Philosophy. And a lot of other thingamajiggies.

This blog was first HypocriticalPerceptions. It was all about emotions felt by a few words. But, I haven’t been able to muster up the creative juices for the darkness that IĀ was sureĀ I wanted to exhibit.

I wont stop #EmotionsiInAFew. That’s for sure.

And so, The SugarEla-Story starts.

Its going to be my take onĀ the world. FOOD, mainly. My amateur cheffie journey is one that has been a constant in my life. So, why not write about it methinks..

Buuuut….

I have a few surprises up my sleeve.

I’m so excited!!

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Love to everyone who still follows me after a two month hiatus. I BLAME EXAMS. Pfft…Ā Do law they said. It’d be easy, they said. *angry-sad face*

Trapped

Baby,

Its when even the fire can’t overpower the rain,

Even the love can’t overpower the hate,

Its when the fleeting moments of happiness can’t overpower the darkness in your soul,

Its when you are free, but you feel trapped,

Its when a ghost lingers , questioning.

Always questioning.

And there are only doubts.

Then the Divine Entity is paving the way for you,

For you to know.

That now is the time that you leave, with peace that you have tried enough.

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Dark Enough? *laughs*

I was going through this time in my life where I did not know what I was doing with it. So, I decided to take a little time off my blog (which has just started) to re-evaluate.

Annnnd Good newss!

I’M BACK.

A little love poem up next tomorrow! Do follow and post constructive criticism. šŸ˜€