Archive - abhinav's substack

April 2025

March 2025

the weight of asking

Every time I have to ask my parents for something—whether it’s a new book, a pair of shoes, or even just permission to go somewhere—I feel an unbearable…

Mar 31

when pages turned to props

There was a time when reading was not just about the book—it was about the spectacle.

Mar 18

my memories are coming for me

I think of memories as silent, gentle things—tiny echoes of moments that belong to a different time, a different me.

Mar 11

double edged sword

You know that little voice in your head?

Mar 3

February 2025

your life is ending one minute at a time

I sometimes catch myself staring at the clock, watching the seconds tick by.

Feb 25

i’m a mosaic of everyone i’ve met

Have you ever noticed how you pick up little pieces of people without even meaning to?

Feb 19

friendship, the only way i know how

Friendship, to me, has never been something that was simple to define.

Feb 13

how the light gets in

I wish you could see yourself the way I do—without the filter of self-doubt, without the weight of everything you think you lack.

Feb 9

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