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Its a blessed world if we have people around us who grew up - cousins, siblings,  neighborhood friends, childhood friends, etc. 
It's friendship without an agenda - all those days spent in the streets playing, the old computer games, painting, eating exploring. We grew with them, our ideals, thoughts, likes and dislikes were shaped around each other, influencing yet discovering our unique self. 
Over the years, we have the wordless conversations, distance doesn't matter - they are those go-to persons when you feel low. One might find a lot of meaningful friendships later as life goes by, but those friendships are irreplaceable, nothing heals the hurt better than a few words from those persons, joy multiplies multifold with them. .
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If you have such friends savor the friendships, enjoy and maybe just dial them just to talk, let the conversations go crazy. Bring a smile to your day and theirs.
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But there might be a few times when you need to let go of such a friend, a toxic friends despite knowing them from childhood, just let them go. Trust me. Letting go is so much better.
I can safely say I have had that friendship that I did let go of, eighteen years of friendship, but without regret. Because it was toxic. We don't talk it feels good. It might contravene the first part, yes but that's what makes life isn't it? Never all black or all white - it's always greys.
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- I'm currently looking at extreme poles of thoughts that one encounters in life, pondering and musung upon them. 
What do you think?
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Its a blessed world if we have people around us who grew up - cousins, siblings, neighborhood friends, childhood friends, etc. It's friendship without an agenda - all those days spent in the streets playing, the old computer games, painting, eating exploring. We grew with them, our ideals, thoughts, likes and dislikes were shaped around each other, influencing yet discovering our unique self. Over the years, we have the wordless conversations, distance doesn't matter - they are those go-to persons when you feel low. One might find a lot of meaningful friendships later as life goes by, but those friendships are irreplaceable, nothing heals the hurt better than a few words from those persons, joy multiplies multifold with them. . . If you have such friends savor the friendships, enjoy and maybe just dial them just to talk, let the conversations go crazy. Bring a smile to your day and theirs. . . But there might be a few times when you need to let go of such a friend, a toxic friends despite knowing them from childhood, just let them go. Trust me. Letting go is so much better. I can safely say I have had that friendship that I did let go of, eighteen years of friendship, but without regret. Because it was toxic. We don't talk it feels good. It might contravene the first part, yes but that's what makes life isn't it? Never all black or all white - it's always greys. . - I'm currently looking at extreme poles of thoughts that one encounters in life, pondering and musung upon them. What do you think? . . #photoblogging  #storywritting  #storywriter  #fictionphotoblogging  #shortstorywriter  #shortstory  #God  #Grandeur  #rathafestival  #chariotfestival  #indianfestival  #triplicane  #indiancommunities  #streets_storytelling  #StreetMagazines  #ips_story  #_soi  #NGTIndia  #nammachennai  #chennaistories  #streetaofchennai  #sochennai  #potraits  #blue 
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Excerpt of the story
As the night fell over the tired streets, grandfather’s mind was fixating on Keshav's disturbed mind. He went over to engage him in a conversation. “Does Perumal need this grandeur? He has everything doesn’t he? Same case at Tirumala. Did the Lord ask for these?” Keshav spoke fast, unable to hold the questions with himself any longer. Thata took a deep breathe, "... . Kesu, these do not concern the Lord in the least is a fact.” Check out the blog for more pictures and the complete story - do tell me your thoughts
Link in bio! *Story Inspired by the Theer festival*

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# Blog Updated # Excerpt of the story As the night fell over the tired streets, grandfather’s mind was fixating on Keshav's disturbed mind. He went over to engage him in a conversation. “Does Perumal need this grandeur? He has everything doesn’t he? Same case at Tirumala. Did the Lord ask for these?” Keshav spoke fast, unable to hold the questions with himself any longer. Thata took a deep breathe, "... . Kesu, these do not concern the Lord in the least is a fact.” Check out the blog for more pictures and the complete story - do tell me your thoughts Link in bio! *Story Inspired by the Theer festival* #photoblogging  #storywritting  #storywriter  #fictionphotoblogging  #shortstorywriter  #shortstory  #God  #Grandeur  #rathafestival  #chariotfestival  #indianfestival  #triplicane  #indiancommunities  #bugview  #streets_storytelling  #StreetMagazines  #ips_story  #_soi  #NGTIndia  #nammachennai  #chennaistories 
It's in streets that we encounter people. People from different walks of life, who teach us what life is. I went to the streets around Triplicane on the Ramzan day around 4. What I saw in the streets there was that post celebrations lull - well fed smiles and a lazy afternoon. Even the market was entirely shut but for a couple of shops. I managed to capture a few portraits, actually surprising myself as I braved to talk to the strangers. 
Sharing one of the portraits here along with a story spun based on the picture.
What's more special about this post is that, its my new blog - Yes my very own domain name. 
Blog link shared in bio! 
#trippyowl #triplicane #potraiture #streetpotraits #photoblogging #photographers_of_india #ips_story #yourshot_india #fictionphotoblogging #shortstorywriter #blogstory #pixeldiaries #_coi #singarachennai #Ramzan #ramzantriplicane #potraits #potraits_ig #kids #kidpotraits
It's in streets that we encounter people. People from different walks of life, who teach us what life is. I went to the streets around Triplicane on the Ramzan day around 4. What I saw in the streets there was that post celebrations lull - well fed smiles and a lazy afternoon. Even the market was entirely shut but for a couple of shops. I managed to capture a few portraits, actually surprising myself as I braved to talk to the strangers. Sharing one of the portraits here along with a story spun based on the picture. What's more special about this post is that, its my new blog - Yes my very own domain name. Blog link shared in bio! #trippyowl  #triplicane  #potraiture  #streetpotraits  #photoblogging  #photographers_of_india  #ips_story  #yourshot_india  #fictionphotoblogging  #shortstorywriter  #blogstory  #pixeldiaries  #_coi  #singarachennai  #Ramzan  #ramzantriplicane  #potraits  #potraits_ig  #kids  #kidpotraits