Cigarette smoke

Her words are like the cigarette smoke That slowly escapes her mouth, Losing shape and form, On a quest to seek something heavenly, But melting away into something so worldly. She never cares enough for them. She never cares enough for others. Just letting them out like cigarette smoke, Because she has to, What else…

Obsessive Compulsive Doodle

Now you can follow us on Instagram too… obsessive_compulsive_doodle Under the name Himanshi B. (curio) The page contains all the silly doodles through the years. So see you there folks🙃

Never changing, Am I ?

A story from the words of the girl itself, who was living her final days, whence came around SOMEONE. ‘Him’, that is how she referred that someone in this poem. But was he really a person or was it something else? Was she really dead? But who left at the end? The words might have…

ख्वाबों से….

मैं उन अंछूए ज़र्रों में खुश हूँ जो मुझे कुछ नया करने को बेताब करते हैं, जीत के नज़ारे दुनिया बदलते हैं मगर हारे हुए भी मेरे ज़र्रे दिलों में सजते हैं । मैं पल भर भी अगर जीत की डोली में साज जाऊँ तो देह चकाचौंध होती है, मगर नई राह पर दो पग…

Curio…..About ME

Hi ! this is Curio, I belong to the land of colors and diversity…India. A med student. My blog is all about feeding the curiosity with creative solutions. My dream is to create an idea business incubator…….. In search of more creative, more root oriented solutions to every problem, every issue. I love to know…

Silly me! – curio

The silent bright student At the corner Beside the window Or right under their nose The one that is so damn attentive Yeah the ever ready one The one that never missed a lesson Oh the teacher’s pet I’ll make sure I won’t make a mistake Impress, don’t show Don’t let the fear overthrow The…

The Bloody Talk – Curio

I came across this video How Women Have Lived With Their Periods Since 1900 a few days back and I realized that India is still in the 18th century. Sorry to disappoint the tech savvy crowd of this nation but. How the hell did we manage to be CEOs at international companies when we are…

I won the toss !

When I was young I was told to plant a tree on every birthday so when I die, I’ll die in a garden. I have decided to plant an idea, so when I die, I’ll die in a different world.

Regrets – By Moony

The definition of best life varies from person to person, heart to heart but according to me, there can never be the best life. There can only be a better life and my life will become better when I won’t be having any regrets. I don’t care whether I will do good things or bad…