A Tuesday evening.

The narrow lane bends. It bends at such a point that after a certain distance, one can’t anticipate what or who is coming in their direction. A not very tall, voluptuous figure appears near the bending. The mid-length hair on the left side of her parting, elegantly falls down to cover the side of her face. Nothing surreal about her but still something, as if some force holds my eyes on her. Her pace becomes faster as she notices me. Did she blush? I am not so sure about that. I did. I smiled to hide it also remembering how she had once thoroughly complimented my dimples. Cutting through my disarrayed thoughts, I find her standing right in front of me.

“So the others aren’t here yet… What time is it now?” she said, trying to avoid unwanted awkwardness.

“Umm” Damn. I forget words. Somak Roychowdhury, the head of the elocution club in school, the best high school debator in the entire eastern zone is now hunting for words for replying to a simple question? Damn.

” It’s 5:24. Well, 25. 5:25 I mean.”

There. I had to sound stupid.

“We’re quite early then.”she replies.

**The rest of the story will be continued on the next upload. Thanks**

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PCOD hair loss

Hair loss can be caused by a lot of regular things we know of such as lack of essential nutrients, usage of hair products with high amount of chemical ingredients, dandruff, wearing your hair the wrong way and what not. But what exactly is PCOD and how is hair loss linked to it?

PCOD or polycystic ovarian disease is a hormonal, gynaecological disorder causing enlarged or bulky ovaries by the formation of multiple cysts in them. The real cause is not known as yet. It is assumed to affect girls and women with high stress level, unhealthy or irregular diet, exposure to pollution or sedentary lifestyle.

PCOD is marked with an increase in the testosterone level in females. That is the root cause of our hair loss- Androgenic alopecia. Also, the insulin production is not normal and that too affects hair fall and weight gain to a certain extent.

I myself have had this syndrome and am going to list down a few basic stuff to control this type of hair loss.

Firstly you have to understand the fact that nothing can completely “stop” your hair from falling but can only control the extent of it and help it grow fast. Hairfall due to polycystic ovarian syndrome has to be cured internally. No sort of hair products will work if you don’t take care of what’s happening inside you. Some of the ways I control my symptoms are as follows:

  1. EAT AT HOME. COOK AT HOME. ABSOLUTELY AVOID CONSUMING PROCESSED AND CANNED FOOD.THEY ARE YOUR WORST ENEMIES IF YOU HAVE PCOS. EAT REGULAR HOMEMADE FOOD, PREFERABLY LOW ON CARBS AND MORE ON GREENS.
  2. INCLUDE ALL SORTS OF NUTS AND DRY FRUITS IN YOUR DIET. Almonds will be your best friends if your hair loss is intense. Having around 10-15 almonds per day will work strikingly. Walnuts and cashews are quite good too.
  3. PROTEIN IS A MUST. TRY HAVING FISH, MEAT AND EGGS ATLEAST ONCE A DAY. EGGS HAVE ALBUMIN AS WELL AS BIOTIN WHICH HELP EXCESSIVELY TO STIMULATE YOUR HAIR FOLLICLES.
  • WORK OUT ATLEAST THRICE A WEEK FOR 30 MINUTES. IT HELPS IN OVERALL WELL-BEING BY TONING YOUR BODY, REDUCING YOUR STRESS HORMONES, CONTROL OVERSECRETION OF MALE HORMONES IN YOUR BODY, PREVENTS HAIRFALL AND MUCH MORE.
  • For external application on hair, use castor oil mixed with almond oil or coconut oil twice a week. Adding aloe Vera gel (directly extracted from the aloe Vera plant and not the canned ones) and boiling neem leaves in the oil mixture is a good remedy.

POINT TO REMEMBER: FOLLOW THE ABOVE TIPS BECAUSE YOU LOVE YOURSELF AND NOT BECAUSE YOU HATE YOURSELF AND DESPERATELY WANT TO CHANGE A WAY. THAT’s WHERE EVERYTHING STARTS FROM :))

HOPE I COULD HELP YOU ATLEAST A BIT. ♥

Defeat of nearness

The pillow today, is soaked with tears. The distance between us is now in miles; This time, not because of a silly fight. The corner of his lips, lack a smile.

Our eyes won’t meet for a long time now.. A time we cannot estimate- But when they ask me what the matter is, I reply, “the defeat of nearness.”

His arms won’t hold me anytime soon My warmth won’t embrace him, The distance mocks the closeness of our hearts; The daylight’s growing dim.

I pause my writing and close my eyes, I feel his hand o’er mine – For far away are even the stars……..That the night sky sees to shine.

From a victim of bullying.

I move on.
Blinded by the light, seeking darkness for sight
I move on.
They malign me; bliss is but a pipe dream away —
The sombre night embosoms me
Away from the Janus-faced day.
They daunt me, coercing me into insanity; Who am I?
An unseen reflection. An echo left behind.
My lips urge themselves to quiver
While something within yowls in pain
A sudden flash of a forgotten chimera and then…
It is dark again.

– The teenking cap

7 days.

From my car’s backseat, I look back, turning my head to see you; By the pavement that I gradually leave behind. Our eyes meet. I can see through that jacket hood, your warm visage relaxing into a smile. I wave. As the wheels move on, the distance between us increases — It increases to a stretch of seven whole days.

Then we meet again… Just like an amateur waterfall with an untethered enthusiasm meets the river. Just like the same river that meets the sea, eventually becoming a part of its depth, Just like the lovesick twilight sky that arches all the way down to kiss the earth’s bosom, envied by all. But far beyond their reach.

The man with the melody.

I recall it to be a wuthering autumn night..

When the man with the melody had seized my sight

He sat with his instrument, his long hair undone –

Deep within my veins, the unco strain did run.

The wind had whispered to me many a thing;

About the beguiling man and his ensaring strings.

For a dainty sum he had left a shabby bowl,

While the rest of them paid, I had given him away my soul…

His arms got synchronised with the melody

Or was it just the reverse?

My heart was beating to his rhythm

As he finished the last verse.

I recall it to be a wuthering autumn night,

The leaves willingly fell–

I dropped all I had in the shabby bowl

As my eyes began to swell.

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