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My Milestone

I know I’ve come a long way and it’s never been as apparent to me as it is today. I’d like to share a little about my journey in get...

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Emptying the bottle (and the year)

Emptying the bottle (and the year)

I finally emptied a bottle of perfume. This has never happened before. In fact, I didn’t even use perfume for a large part of my life....

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It was one of those rare blissful weekends that can only result from no planning. I don't remember the last time I felt like I was ...

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I'm self-destructive. But you already knew that, didn't you? You might even hit me back with the retort, 'But, who isn'...

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Emptiness

The emptiness inside you moves without warning like an errant tenant. One day you find a space inside your head that's hollow, the ...

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If you came around only once a year, maybe I'd appreciate you more. Like a mango. "Don't tell me the moon is shining; show m...

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Xit Kodi for the Soul

Ask any self-respecting Goan, worth his or her weight in coconut, what would they like as their last meal and this is the answer you will ...

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I've hollowed out my heart. It no longer contains remnants of other stories or the stale air of regrets. I've hollowed out that spa...

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Plunging right in

So a couple of veins in my right hand, just below the surface of my skin, are inflammed in a condition called superficial thrombophlebitis...

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All the different love stories that keep us alive

Eating ripe fruit together on a humid July night in Bombay. Walking on the sands of Miramar at dusk in May. Drinking one bottle of Thu...

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It's a self-preservation thing.

Don't get sucked into the problems and pain of others. They will just make your dormant ones come alive again. Don't let people t...

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The ten thousand things that rise and fall.

My city finally feels like home again. Even though the weather reports might say otherwise, in my mind, the air just feels cooler, crisper a...

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But I always thought that I'd see you again...

But I always thought that I'd see you again...

An old friend died around 4 years back and I only found out recently. It feels so strange and I'm not sure how to react. The only thin...

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Someone died and made me Richard Bach / Hugh Prather / Paulo Coelho or that woman with the secret :-)

1. First impressions do last. They may disappear along the way and be replaced by new ones, but in the final analysis - they will stand out....

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You're always a day away.

The sun finally came out, and in more ways than one! I had the nicest weekend in a long time. It started with a series of phone calls on Sat...

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Epilogue

She flipped back the pages and caught snatches of familiar words and sentences. Art was supposed to imitate life in the annals of the past, ...

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It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you.

I hate temporary solutions but sometimes, you don't have much of a choice. You just have to fix the hole in the bucket, instead of buyin...

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Bread Pudding

I have a bread pudding, baking inside the oven, as I type now. A dozen slices of white bread, broken into tiny bits, now lie in my old, gla...

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And if you ever make it to ten you won't make it again.

Today is one of those days. When reality bites like a rabid dog, and the hot tears that roll down my cheeks sting like a very pissed off be...

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The Sun Also Warms

There are things that turn me on, turn us all on. It could be music, or the way the drapes against your window catch the light during a cert...

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