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When you walk alone

Don't forget to smile. No one else does it like you. Smile like you can light up a room or the entire universe with just one flash of ...

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Take me

Take me with you to all the places that you've been hiding from me. Even the ones you think I will not like. Especially the ones y...

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Some kind of wonderful

The lyrics of Some Kind of Wonderful by The Drifters, one of my favourite songs, interspersed with my own thoughts.... "All you h...

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The drink

He walked out of the elevator and approached her with a big smile on his face. She felt her cheeks flush with a shyness she never knew sh...

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Eight little years

The very fate that brought them together is the one that kept them apart for years. Because sometimes, fate arrives with eyes and limbs an...

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Elemental truth

She is fire. She sparks and rages, spits and smokes, radiates a heat that could burn him to cinders. Oh, but he is water. He g...

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Dismembering

At midnight, she peeled the transparent mask off her unwelcoming face and introduced me to her murky mind. Earlier that night I sat cl...

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The pursuit of futility

I've lost count of the number of times I have tried to do it. It always starts with a well-intentioned plan. The pros and cons are wei...

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The song remains the same

Love can be so many things. It can run the entire gamut - from indulging in sweet nothings to witnessing the storms clouds. It can make yo...

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Momentum

we were unbeatable when the chips were down. unsinkable when the tide was high. unstoppable when the roads were rough. then we hit t...

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Our tapestry

And in the end, we will count all the things we didn't do. While other lovers piece together moments to map their memories, we wil...

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Their story

"And what do I say to that now?" he asked her. "Say what you feel. Tell me what is real," she replied. "I...

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Nobody-but-myself

"A poet is somebody who feels, and who expresses his feelings through words. This may sound easy. It isn’t. A lot of people think...

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Hobson's Choice

Shards of misguided interests come flying your way and bluntly bounce off the surface of your soul. While the one you've etched in...

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Tonight, the sky is all mine

Tonight, the sky is all mine

I inched towards the door of the train just before my stop. I looked out and then up. It was 8:38 pm and the sky looked like it bel...

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No place for heartbreak

There should be a special place and time for hearts to break. In the privacy of a cave, in the silence of the night, under the shelter of ...

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The two of them

He uses the sunset to paint over her sorrow. And smears her face with the blue sky, just to smoothen out the lines and frowns. He kiss...

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Till death do us part

It never ends. It just changes shape and design, and sometimes, colour too. It catches you off guard with its varying textures and thread...

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Remnants

I don't think of you as often anymore, but when I do, it's always the things that I know I will never get over. Like the time ...

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Blank canvas

It suddenly struck her at 9:50 am on a Wednesday just as the cab she was travelling in turned left at the junction just minutes away from ...

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Romance

I've reached the end of romance.   Its tender undertones and subtle seduction now seem to dry up quicker than the rain than sprays...

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The way we used to be

The guy you had a massive crush on 10 years ago is now officially a senior citizen. The nicknames that your no-longer lover used for y...

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The flip side of loving you

I wake up engulfed in the aromas of spicy ginger and sweet cardamom wafting through the air. I wonder if this is something you've ever ...

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Slow

Slow

Is how we started, how we first said hello, how we inched towards each other over the years and across the miles. Slow Is ho...

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The rock

The rock

I couldn't say the words I love you when that was all I wanted to say. Now I say them endlessly but they sound so hollow. Is it b...

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Evening

Evening

I like my whiskey with just a touch of water, at room temperature, and no ice. Just enough to bring out its depth and have me resting in...

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Maktub

Maktub

Last night, while chatting with Marmalade, I typed - "I thought I knew all there is to know about love until I met him." She f...

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