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BY ANVITHA VG


What has Instagram turned me into?
What started as a casual and personal account that brought me immense joy, and a space that was my own; has soon turned into a chaotic,...
Anvitha V.G.
2 min read


Tiny Lights
A tiny light burns in the night. A nurse who's returned home after a 24-hour shift. A woman studying into the wee hours of the night. A...
Anvitha V.G.
1 min read


My fluffy pink chair
I finally opened the cardboard box that's been housed permanently in my hallway. Today was that day where I stopped putting it off to the...
Anvitha V.G.
2 min read


Two glasses of wine
Footsteps echoed. A flicker of a memory brushed past. Sally tried to pay attention to what Danny was saying, but all she did was stare at...
Anvitha V.G.
4 min read


Why do I burn my midnight oil each night?
A 7am wake up call turns into 8am. The rushed urgency to brush and be ready. A cup of coffee, no! A cup of warm water. Gulp it down....
Anvitha V.G.
2 min read
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