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Orchestrated exile

I know you're waiting for my return. I can hear it in your voice each time you call. The static on the line seems to spell out a cohere...

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The Departure

She recalled a conversation they had a couple of years back. She was telling him that even though he wasn't intrinsic to her existence ...

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धुंधली लकीरें

क्या फ़र्क पड़ता अगर हमारा रिश्ता किसी अंजाम तक पहुँचता ? तुम तो तुम ही रह जाते और मैं भी सिर्फ मैं ही रह जाती और उस बंधन को नाम देकर एक ...

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High horses and lowbrow barbs

I don't get why most people think they have the right to judge your life's decisions, especially when you neither owe these people ...

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Ice pack

Have you ever had to deal with a heel spur? It's one of the most uncomfortable things ever and since you need your feet to move around,...

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From August to July

The night we first met You made a deep incision I have yet to bleed The morning after You snapped me out of slumber I am still asleep The l...

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Little Things

She spent her days and nights wrapped up in a world of words. She wrote furiously all the time and when she wasn't writing, she was thi...

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Humdrum Haiku

Alone together You and me and me and you Until death decides ***************** Your eyes looked like love But your hands felt like ...

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Catalyst

She was scrolling through the news feed on her phone when the screen lit up announcing a call from him. She stared blankly for a few second...

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Connections

I remember back in 2009, I used to be quite active on my blog, making posts almost on a daily basis. It was a time when I also used to read...

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One for the road

One for the road

Twilight approaches with silence as its only witness. The strong, black brew gently coats my insides and the memory of menthol still ...

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फासला

तुम्हें चाहिए था एक हमनवा लेकिन उसने हमसफ़र बनने की कोशिश की. तुम्हारे विचार मिलने से तो रेह ही गए पर तुम्हारे कदम भी डगमगाने लगे. उसने तुम...

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घर

घर . होता क्या है यह ? एक जगह , एक मकान समुद्र के पास , जहां से किनारा साफ़ दिखाई देता हो और मंज़िलें दूर ? एक   ईमारत जो ...

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Disenchantment

She asked him a question and he replied. A red flag sprung up in her brain... Something seemed off, this couldn't be right. They contin...

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No last train

I wish I could remember the last thing you ever said to me. I wish I could wrap it up in parchment paper and put it inside a box carved out...

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Cohesion

I walked up to his door and rang the bell. He stood there and asked me why I was there, what did I want, and why now? I said I was there to...

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Take me back to the night we met

I can't remember the last time I felt this way... Weightless, uncomplicated, ridiculously hopeful, and so much myself. All it takes is ...

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The day it rained

She got up from the table and walked to the washbasin on the left. As she rinsed off the lather from her hands, she looked into the mirror ...

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Crowded house

Your presence that day turned me into a wild unrestrained unbridled unpunctuated mess When for so long your absence had me tethered to a p...

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Shut up

If you have ever said "Snap out of it" to someone suffering from depression. If you have dismissed a person's mood swings as ...

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A fistful of sky

And then one day, when the sky is cloudy like warm milk and dense as your mother's womb, you will surprise him with all the things he c...

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Burn after reading

Have you ever heard the sound of your own heart breaking? Or felt it crumble inside your chest just as the mask melted off your lover's...

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Aftermath

Like the stench of day-old cigarette smoke lingering on a black ruffled top.  Like the fine strands of flyaway hair sticking to a cold, b...

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Tap

I remember a breakfast table from long ago. There were two mugs of coffee—one green and the other blue; two plates with eggs done sunny-sid...

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The first year

Today is my mother's first death anniversary. We had a memorial service for her at the church yesterday, followed by a visit to her gra...

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Run through

All day long people asked her what was wrong. She seemed a bit off, they said. Was everything okay? Did she need anything? Someone offered...

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Morning song

Some days are just a little tougher than the others. I wake up craving you a little more than usual. The shape-shifting distance between u...

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Letters at midnight

There is this little place inside you That I discovered long before you even knew my name. It drew me to you like the ocean meets the ...

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The memory jar

Time is a great healer they say But I wonder if it just intensifies everything Like a pickle or preserve maturing over the years Rip...

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Reckless

I’d give anything to be like that again. When I really didn’t know any better. It was probably the last time I believed in magic and forev...

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Lover, be gentle

Lover, be gentle. Come sit by my side. Tune in to the whispers you cannot hear and the waves that crash beneath the surface of my skin...

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The last straw

I fall back on my pillow defeated, and lifelessly drop my phone by my side. You flared up and raised your voice at me for the umpteenth ti...

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