Showing posts from July, 2018

How to Pay Off Your Student Loans Fast

Paying off loans for students is a challenging task. Our first salary is not always enough to meet this financial obligation. Plus, for first-time professionals in a new city, it’s an uphill task to set boundaries and pay off the debt. When my husband and I got married, we started our married life with the burden of his student loan. He was fresh out of a B school. It took us a couple of years to pay off the student loan taken in India. In retrospect, we think there were a couple of things we could have done to meet the obligation faster. Here’s what we see other professionals around us do to pay off their student loans: First things first, before we try to use one or the other method, do the following: Make a Plan Know the exact amount of loan payment – principal, interest, and the tax benefit. Understand the monetary benefit of each element before plunging into the decision of repayment. Set a timeline. Not too high, say 5 years. Not too low that it becomes unattainable and the plan ev…


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She reeks of cheap wine and broken heart

There are half-finished texts, She cannot send. There is a boy in the city, Who only wants to be a friend.
There are sensuous pictures, Of him circling her thin waistline. The sound of sweet nothings crystal clear, Though she is often drunk on wine.
There is not 1, not 2, But countless episodes of unbuttoned shirts. Heat seething in their bodies, Frenzy too wild to put in words.
There is 2 am, There is 5 pm love-making too. There is enough to call them lovers, Between these 2.
It ought to be a poem, About naked lovers and wrinkled bed sheets. Not a melancholic prose, Of lovers fighting on streets.
O' how she has changed? From Chanel No. 5 to cheap wine. She even reeks of a broken heart, Though she claims to be fine.
Nobody knows what went wrong? Not even they. But we all know, It's not okay.
Love is a one-way street, Once lovers can never be friends. You never plant the dead flowers, It has to end.
She reeks of cheap wine and broken heart, now all-day-long. When the only way to mend everything, Is by being stro…


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