The Baked Oven

08/06/2019

decimated by commas,

07/11/2018

21/12/2017

❤️

25/11/2017

"Do you believe in the multiverse theory?"
"Yes! of course! wonder what I'm having right now in another reality.." her cheeks lit up and her eyes lost in the cheesy layers of the lasagna, "umm.. I think I'll be having a chocolate pudding and watching Prince Oberyn, popping out The Mountain's eyes, maybe in another, I'll be fighting for the last slice of a cheese burst pizza and arguing whether we should watch your Premier League fixture or my favourite soap." Dipping the bread into the lasagna, along came her hand with my share. "What about you?" she asked as I swallowed. "I like to think that there'd be at least one universe, where I get to sit to your right when you click a selfie" - Chiraag.

18/10/2017

It's so fu***ng beautiful up here and you're not here, I think I'll die today.

14/10/2017

Yes, I am a heavy drinker, none of you know. Not even 'you!' Only because I still show up at places, and that too mostly, dead sober :) The mint wrappers thrown at the most unlikely of places, know the real deal! You may find a bit or two at each of my friend's doorsteps, and the ones flying about yours, oh! what can I say! they can choke a vacuum cleaner, love!
You know? being in a relationship isn't fu***ng enough! you need to be able to tell anything and everything that comes out of your mind, to your partner! Even the mighty, Harvey Specter couldn't,!! when he was dating a fu***ng 'psychiatrist, ' of all people! I am still drunk. Babe, if you tasted my lips at 2 am, you'd stop kissing me every morning, when you cross my side walk. I have this deep crucifixed desire, that one day you'd walk into my room and hear everything I have to say, without any intention of leaving, you'd throw away my mints and kiss me till I am sober and save me from the drunk self that I am. And being a lawyer, I have an alibi, a star! and it's silvery white!

24/09/2017

beer, dessert, love, disaster?

27/08/2017

Loved it .l._gray ❤️

25/08/2017

a big fan! ❤️

13/08/2017

That night, that painfully alluring night, when we were two souls, lost, for as long as time has been, & found each other only to have had the pleasure of loving each other for a night. Our night. The night for which the day is unlikely to come. The night when we wished that this world would end. And between all the stars & secrets, promises & prayers, silences and a hard love, the world is yet to witness our hearts smile, APART but TOGETHER. Until eternity.

13/08/2017

'A step back or maybe two! '

01/08/2017

'clumsy'

31/07/2017

Some people can cry at the drop of a hat and some won't shed a single tear until the entire universe decides to be against them.
There about 7.5 billion people in the world, so it's pretty much a guarantee that you'll get a chance to meet all kinds. And let me also concisely tell you two very broad categories of the kinds of people you'll undoubtedly meet: Expressive and Inexpressive. And there's absolutely nothing wrong in falling under either of those.

It isn't fair (or even remotely mature) for anyone to judge another person based on how many tears they shed.
To all my fellow 'over-emotional' people, please don't let anyone put you down for crying. Or expressing. Or being emotional.
If you cry openly, you fall among those exceptional ones who have the very rare strength and courage to tackle their emotions head on. It also means you're brave enough to willingly be vulnerable in front of anyone, knowing exactly how some people can perceive it. It also means that you don't pile up emotions and know how to let it go.
And if you don't need to do any of that, more power to you. But, if somebody needs to, if somebody wears their heart on their sleeve, think twice before calling them weak. Think twice before saying they're a crybaby. Think twice before assuming that they're trying to gain sympathy - because I highly doubt that they're trying to gain anything out of a person like you who clearly seems to be inexpressive (which, again, is totally fine - but don't look down upon someone who isn't the same way as you). Just because there's tears dripping down someone's eyes does not, and will never make them weak. Saying that and walking away honestly makes you a coward, and proves their strength to still hold on. :) To all my crybabies out there,
Please continue crying your heart out and if anyone bothers you too much, please flood their existence with all that water dripping. :)
Be as overly-emotional as you want to and don't let anyone dare label you as weak. :)
Be a crybaby, and be a proud one!
- Sanah

28/07/2017

'A Pandemonium Of Maybe's'
Maybe I came too late,
Maybe I should have come before he had hurt you
Maybe I'm too early
Maybe I should have come much later,
when you had already got over him.
But I was here, and I wanted you.
Maybe I was foolish to think of 'us'
when I have been thinking of myself for so long.
Maybe I misinterpreted your kindness for love
Could you blame me?
When ruthlessness is what you deal with,
An ounce of kindness can ignite the hope of being wanted
Maybe I can fix this.
Maybe I can still talk to you again.
Maybe you will hurt me everyday,
Maybe it's all I deserve.
Maybe because I can't seem to feel anymore,
So, I want to feel the pain love gives again.
Maybe I will get over this,
Maybe I will remember you like the last one
that broke my heart.
Maybe I will blame you
Maybe I will fill guilty
All I know is I wanted you to stay
And all I have are just a number of 'Maybe's'
Maybe you will be the star in someone else's sky,
Maybe you will be the only reason keeping me alive.
Maybe...
~Raunak

26/07/2017

Dependency is a sin. It's a sin we all commit, no matter how 'put-together' our life is.
Dependency on anything - be that your charming two month long boyfriend or your rose gold Iphone, your golden retriever or your fancy laptop - is toxic. It will suck the life out of you and let's be real, it probably already is. Bring it to a stop while you can.

Realistically, yes you need to depend on certain people, things, or even ideas to survive in the world, but the level of toxicity of the dependent relationship comes from the intensity of the dependency.

"If he breaks up with me, I'll be all alone at college." NO!!!! Go look in the mirror - that is the only person you need to not be alone. Why does somebody else need to fill that void for you? Why is our happiness so utterly dependent (take a shot every time I say dependent) on somebody else's existence in our life?

Sorry to sound harsh but we came alone and we'll leave alone so unless you want to spend the rest of your life relying on someone/something else for your own happiness, please fix it while you can.

Know the difference between love and dependence.
Know the difference between unhealthy dependence and healthy interdependence.

25/07/2017

'Café's & coffee stains'
I have a thing for quaint café's, mundane walls embossed with haphazardly decorated frames hung up with burlesque caricatures and tiny mirrors peeking out that dimly lit leprechaunish corner chair.

On some rain soaked July evenings, oh how, I love every bit of the roads spotted with mud-filled puddles, drenched up houses soddened with moss overlooking the left turn and right, maybe.

Also, endless conversations and coffee stains !
~Asmita

25/07/2017

'Entwined'
This monsoon feel the love,
and share with us your story.

If we find them heart pumping, we'll bake your story in our page.

DM us your story and watch this space for more !

24/07/2017

'Conversations'

There are times we become hopelessly tired
of denying the truth,
insecurely letting our walls down,
exhaling our breath,
while trying to grasp in some more air
into out livid lungs,
throwing ourselves into an ocean of unknowns;

conversations you see are monosyllabic tones,
until the itched heart beats a lil' more rapid
than the usual monodramatic 'lub-and-dub'
and, everything is spilled out.
-Asmita.

24/07/2017

What can be more delightful than having someone who hymns the same tune !
Baking sessions will now get more interesting with our new member, spicing our old menu, too !

Here's a lil' sneak-peak about Sanah:

*A full fledged Punjabi by heart, also your that Delhi-going-desi-girl has her wings spread across the shores of Chicago !

*Writing is her therapy, and Snapchat her best friend.

*A skillful management and marketing student, is what has brought her to Mumbai.
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So, here's your chance to get to know her more. Follow for her baking sessions.

Welcome aboard, .
Love, Asmita & Chiraag :)

23/07/2017

'Snow'

And then the bell was rung,
the song was sung.
Before the horses,
valiant he stood,
clung to the valyrian
as hard as he could.
Can't be said,
what of a man was he,
back from the dead
what more could he be?
A brother to a sister,
a brother to a Stark.
A watcher on the walls,
a sword in the dark.
Boltons by Boltons,
he faced them all.
As mighty as a Stark
is what you would call.
A wrath of demons
took shelter below,
as the bastard faced archers,
blow to blow.
He wasn't a god.
He wasn't a king.
He was a snow,
without a kin.
Battles were fought,
battles were lost.
A meal for the ravens.
A lament for the gods.
Before the snow,
the winter fell,
shining in armors
came the ‘Knights of the Vale.’ Gods kept watch,
to tell the tale.
As snow fell down
over ‘Winterfell.’ “Who are you?” the vanquished lord said. “Are you the lord commander who was dead?” He was a brother, that's all that you should know, 'Jon' was he called when it began to snow. - Chiraag.

22/07/2017

'Clandestine glasses'

21/07/2017

The Baked Oven's cover photo

21/07/2017

"So say goodbye and hit the road
Pack it up and disappear"
Couldn't believe it. The space cannot be filled. Never. Ever.
R.I.P. Chester

A tribute by The Baked Oven.