Sunaina Patnaik

blogs from Secunderabad

You Are All You Need. (5 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
An Ode. (3 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Memoirs
Remember (6 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Memoirs
Not Those Average Friendships. (8 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Memoirs
The things we do not intend to do. (5 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Social > Other Social Causes
On Turning 25: Work in Progress (10 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Self Improvement
Meant to be. (8 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Time. (8 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Twenty-First Vs. Twenty-Fifth. (3 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Self Improvement
Greed. (10 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Self Improvement
Live. (10 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Rain. (8 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Heartbreak (3 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Love & Relationships
Us Against the World (3 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Memoirs
Moonshine (13 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Love & Relationships
Like a Painting. (2 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Love & Relationships
Labels. (5 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Self Improvement
Words Versus Silence. (8 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Love & Relationships
Redemption. (18 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Such is life. (13 votes)
Posted 10 years ago under Offbeat > Weird

I'm Moving To A New Space.
Photo by Gabriel Tenan on Unsplash I have been using Blogger for more than 10 years now. I've discovered and interacted with several bloggers and writers, across the globe, in all these years but now I'm moving on...well, to something else. And to my own space. If you've enjoyed my work and want to...
Posted on 11 July 2020 | 10:08 pm
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Can We Get Used To This Silence
Photo by Karen Lau on Unsplash Can we get used to this silence? The empty streets, clear sunsets, the gentle rustle of leaves falling from trees, silhouettes across windows. Birds faraway chirp in tandem with a Hemanth Kumar's song playing in the neighbourhood. The schools are shut - where are the k...
Posted on 8 April 2020 | 7:27 pm
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If It Were Your Home.
It is eerie how the streets of Goa evoke the pleasure of loving a boy you've never fully had the privilege of having. You want to call it home, you want its laidback alleys with burly arms and colourful homes to not treat you like a stranger. Perhaps beseech you to come back on a night you're leavin...
Posted on 29 December 2018 | 11:34 am
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