yours turtledove...

Paper And Pen Are Love, They Are My Turtledove Tales

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Happy New Year everyone! 🦋🤩

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Live Updates from DAY 2 of learning knitting.

I gave up on blue yarn and started learning purl stitch on red yarn. It was difficult to learn how to begin 2nd row, but didn't knew my exhilaration will bring me so far (11th row).

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DAY - 2 Learning Knitting :- The Knit stitch

I made something. Not sure what it is actually, but this is exhilarating. 🧶

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Day 1 :- Learn Knitting challenge 🧶

Today I learnt how to do the cast on stitch. It's honestly recursion and addictive.

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PRE-RESIGNATION ROMANTIC PHASE

What is more romantic than wanting the time to paralyze for sometime because you never felt more seen, free and alive than the time you are experiencing now with the people you call your teammates at a barbeque, people whom you've never seen picking up a fork and eat, people you now want to be friends with, and people who are now creating a time especially you will never see clock out of your memory, while knowing that you will soon resign and only you know it.

The time before resignation when only you are aware that you will soon pull out your own piece off of the jenga has an unusual romance and a future nostalgia hidden. You live and feel like a mischievous person every moment you find yourself together with your teammates, but no one finds you mischievous. That illustration doesn't exist for the people around you but you know it exists.

Sometimes, you are ignorant at managing your energy needs and skip the morning meal, but for you there's a chance your manager stays true to his role and accompany you to breakfast. You are lucky if you have a chance like that and your luck is glittery gold if it vests.

The style is of the courtesy that a teammate of yours has, attracting you towards them. They offer you a ride to your place but you ensure that you won't be a liability. On the way home, you discuss each other's lives. But after the drop, their style leaves a mark, an imprint which you romanticize. Your style is just as attractive but you think it lacks honesty. You wanted to share that you'll soon leave the place but your impulses are in control.

You call the teammate who lives two floors up your best friend. But your impulses are so much in control that you never uttered a word about your exit.

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Come, travel with me !

----- Missing something before catching the train

At this time of the night tomorrow, my dad will see my shared location along a train route on his google maps, and I will call my mom to tell her how 11 AM, the expected time of arrival, is still 13-14 hours away. Well, that's the visual of my tomorrow's night in my mind right now.

Some say that running against time lets you defeat it. But for me, since almost an year, neither did I run against the time, nor did I ever feel left behind. But tomorrow, I will finally step out of my home for about a week. I've packed my bags, but I'm not finding the vibe. Infact, all I see is confusion, fear of experiencing life outside my home after an age, and something more.

I cannot interpret these emotions right now, maybe they haven't flourished fully yet and maybe they won't. But there's something I've got in spades, I don't even need to pack it. It's a second shadow of me and that's hope.

A thing about hope is that right now I am only aware of the stuff I've packed which I would need for the tour. My clothes, shoes, my fancy hat, sunglasses, food, water and some money. But, there's a plenty of things I haven't packed, but I'll still have them with me, some until forever. Moments, memories, pictures, videos, almost a period of time packed in a frame that will set an example of "if time like that comes again", for me.

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I've not subscribed for any daily service, but someone always seems to play with my mood, everyday.

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The sky shouts, "The horizon's orange today!"

Starring : the horizon

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Happy Daughters Day! Daddy loves you.

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It's someone's B-Day, I sadly don't know whose...😂🍰

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I cannot even see iz face now. It's just unbearable, intolerable and just awkward to be in proximity of someone whom I've agreed, indirectly, after a fight, to not to speak with anymore. Had I been asked about what i think and feel about something very important, something that matters to me, things could have been different. But instead, I wasn't aware that being an elder gives someone the power to take decisions about things related directly to me, without even discussing it with me. Asking my approval m, on the contrary is a far, far subject.

I know that I'm not guilty of being straightforward and saying things directly off of my heart, irrespective of the person I'm speaking to or iz age. I have accepted my mistake many times before, and I've said sorry many times before, knowing in my mind that I wasn't fully responsible and shouldn't be held accountable for some verbal argument. But because I'm little, and despite being little, I always have the courage to say sorry, and I don't feel bad about it. I know that the other person don't really have the potential to bend iz pride, iz ego, and I have to be fine with that if it's really me who atleast wants to continue the relationship.

Whereas, E behaves like a callous piece of stone. It's not just iz characteristic to feel, especially guilt. Whereas, I slowly enter into a phase where I start thinking that I was wrong, despite a corner of mind screaming loudly, "YOU'RE NOT WRONG!". Nobody else even tries to make im realize and I'm allowed to feel pathetic.

But this time, things have gone too far. After every fight, the status between me and im was like an elastic band, with im being the point on hold, and me being stretched and no matter how far I stretch, I'd never let the loop break.

But this time, I had to break the loop. Otherwise, I'd forever be the one in possession of self-hatred. E can't let iz castle wreck down to pieces and I won't let it fall on me.

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KNOCK KNOCK 🏚

Who's there...

Your many followers...

Your many followers Who???

Exactly!

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With a goal in his mind to not to offend their snore,

He took a minute to pull the latch of his cabinet's door.

One quick move, thankfully the sound didn't effect their sleep,

But his soul and heartbeat were near the edge of a steep.

-ME-Hee-Hee! 🦄

📬 I wrote this an year ago, before the viral-virus-worldwide-propagation , back when I lived in a hostel with people, friendly but didn't become family, and I happened to woke up early in the morning, and unfortunately my almirah's latch was just as loud as the snore of "them sleeping, and it was a struggle just to take out my toothbrush because the irrational fear of waking them up (in my mind, offending them by disturbing their sleep) just by pulling the latch and opening the cabinet was real! 📪

---The above poetry is part of my first ever poetry ebook sleeping quietly on Amazon kindle. You totally don't hesitate to wake it up. Indeed, wake it up now. Click tales 🔊🌬🔊🌬🔊🌬

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Strings I strum,

the songs I sing,

echo all of me... 🛸

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