Komal Gujar

A little lost, a lot found. 🌻

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Chapter 4: The Ones Who Stayed

The morning at Chapter and Brew felt different.The usual rhythm-soft music, clinking spoons, sunlight sliding through the glass- was there, but quicker somehow, like the world had woken up a few minutes ahead of schedule.Kaia moved faster than usual.Her steps were sharp, her hair pinned up hastily, a strand falling near her cheek that she didn’t bother to tuck away. She adjusted the :pastries in t...

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Chapter 3: The Man Who Watched the Morning

He didn’t believe in chaos. But some mornings had a way of rewriting quiet lives.The soft hum of music filled the room- the kind that didn’t demand attention but lingered in the air, like a heartbeat. The blinds were half-open, letting sunlight slip through in uneven bands that stretched across the floor, landing on carefully stacked books, a vinyl player, and a single plant he watered every morni...

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Chapter 2: Where the Light finds her.

Some mornings don’t ask for words, they unfold quietly, like a secret you’ve always known.. The door to “ Chapter and Brew” opened with its familiar creak. A soft breath of morning air followed her in - cool, gentle and alive.Here she was ‘ Kaia ‘ She stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the wooden floor. The cafe seemed to exhale when she arrived, as though the ro...

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Chapter 1: “Chapter and Brew”

The Cafe that waited for Dawn. There was something different about “Chapter and brew”. It wasn’t the coffee- through the air that carried its warmth like an embrace - nor the faint hum of the old record player spinning in the corner, its melody tender and worn at the edges.No, it wasn’t the feeling the place held - as through the walls had learned to breathe with the rhythm of qui...

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For The Love of Writing, Reading and..!

Hi, I am Komal, and i love creating worlds, where Love, Emotion and small everyday Magic meet”.“I have always been fascinated by the quite moments between people - a shared glance, fleeting smile, a whispered word - and that’s what I want to explore in my new story.”I am writing a contemporary love story called Lingering Like Dawn. It’s about two people who don’t believe in love.. until the Univer...

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“The Price of Being a Woman: Worshipped in Temples, But undervalued in Reality”

A few days ago, I wrote an article about Goddess Kali- about the divine energy women embody, the roles we play, and the constant struggles we face. I spoke of how women should be respected in very form, not just revered as goddesses in temples, but as human beings who deserves kindness, love and dignity.But what happened to me last night shook me to my core and made me question everything I though...

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“Nine Nights, A Thousand Roles” - A Navratri Story of Feminine Power.

Every year, as the first beats of dhol echo through the streets and the air fills with the colors on celebration, Navratri arrives- not just as a festival, but as a gentle reminder of something deeply powerful: the strength of being a woman.Navratri, with its nine nights honoring the nine forms of Goddess Durga, is more than just a ritual. For many women, it mirrors the nine lives they live every ...

“Nine Nights, A Thousand Roles” - A Navratri Story of Feminine Power.
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Maybe, just maybe!

Sometimes, in the quiet rain,I feel your eyes-they look, and look away again.Like there is something in your heart you wont let show,Something I see..but never truly know.You used to say my name, like its something dear.And in that pause, that silent space.I wonder, do you feel it too? In your own quiet place.May be on those rainy days, Do you dream about me? Remember me in your thoughts too?Or is...

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The one who is Far away!

To the one in Heaven, How far have you gone?Some tell me you are one of the stars, Just look up and there they are, Far? Yet not that far.How Far have you gone?Some tell me they are physically not present,But their soul is here, listening to you,Blessing you, looking after you.Not Physically, Yet not that far.I want to tell them,How far you are.When I come home and not see you around,That’s how fa...

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Have we lost humanity?

Just when I was thinking to write something related to humanity, today I read the news where I went numb I did not know how to react on it.THE TERROR ATTACK AT J&K.Where are we leading to? Why are we judged on the basis of the language we speak?Why are discriminated on the basis of our caste and religion?Have we lost humanity? Or have we forgotten we are born Humans?Every other day, there is some ...