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DISTRAUGHT OR FERAL

Ashwin closes a nasty call with his father. His blood pressure on the higher side he struggles to decide as to who was in the wrong between the two of them. What he clearly knows however is that they both feel right in their own right and they both blurted remarks that they will deeply regret. Wearing his practiced defense he goes home, rings the door bell, his wife Vibha…

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THE CLOUD OF PERCEPTIONS

Part 1 I was almost prepared to go to bed when I thought a frail whimper fell on my ears. Alone in the quiet room I stopped the rubbing of cream on my feet and held my breath to listen in. And I heard another moan. I got off the bed and went close to the window to see if there was anyone in the balconies around or the lawns…

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NO MOURNING

One day a pair of rather small sized pigeons caught my attention by circling the skies around my house. One of them then perched on a sill watched the other glide gracefully in the air with its head down and wings spread-out. Their bobbing heads and mouths preening each other’s feathers told they were courting. A day later I saw them bringing in twigs and grass blades. Perpetually outraged by…

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MY VIKING

A lot of them ride up to me Proclaiming my magnetism The looks, The conversations, The dares, Everything I tell them to hold their fervor For it takes nothing to love my light Oh its bloody easy I tell them to wait up Till I show them my nightfall If they then stand their ground and Risk to rummage about my dark That is when I open my arms for…

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SPARKLES

Mun received the dreaded text – He is gone. Since then she hasn’t been out of her bed. Her entire being is nothing more than a grieving heart. A nothingness has enveloped her sparkle. Six years back, one evening, over the dinner he said “Sparkles, I will be moving to Kovallam. I hope to find some inner peace. Don’t want to live a big city life anymore. I am hoping…

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MY BOY IS A GOOD SON

“My 14 year old son is in Tihar Jail” Sujata shared with me before joining work at my place “Everyone knows about this in my community. I want to tell you about it lest you get to hear it from someone else. I am just a cook but i value intergrity” Sujata’s words were laced with honor but her eyes were damp and she looked nervous about sharing this with…

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I DISCOVER, WE ARE ALL ECCENDENTESIASTS

Eccendentesiast is The one who fakes a smile, The one who hides his feelings behind a beam, The one who represses his pain by stifling a smile I consider all the skillful smiles I have smiled, including, The one upon breaking into a melody while watching the absent world through the abandoned window, The one upon the half pint of beer in my hand and the diremembered poetry from the…

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