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Addicted to friends

  I admit, I am addicted; insanely attached and habituated. Am obsessed, I shamelessly confess, needing them at every step of my life’s progress. They are my friends or my soul they seem to be; adding colours to my life, … Continue reading

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Do you remember?

A gush of gentle breeze, The sound of rustling leaves;   Smell of the first rain, Embrace from your mother which eased the pain;   The ringing of the school bell, Awaiting results, praying you’d do well;    A lecture … Continue reading

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Ishqwala love

Have often wondered….what does love mean? Does love mean being together? Does it mean having someone day in, day out? Does it mean someone who shares your happiness and grief? Or is it a feeling of joy or hurt? Or … Continue reading

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A thing of beauty is a joy forever

A thing of beauty is a joy forever Today, after some seven months of silence, a long break-up ended, and finally, the Rain God decided to speak to us! Though His words were numbered and were utterly soft spoken but … Continue reading

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…to call ‘a spade, a spade’….

…to call ‘a spade, a spade’…. Have spent innumerable days, hours, minutes and seconds to write on a subject my friend suggested…but whatever I wrote…was never happy with it…for some reason it never brought out what all I wanted to … Continue reading

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The ‘imperfect’ perfect

The ‘imperfect’ perfect When I see my mom-dad…I see love – genuine love…a love that has travelled times…generations… eras…through ups and downs…through births and deaths….Their relationship is not skin deep…it is intrinsic…they have a tie which has bound their souls…to … Continue reading

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When you and I are together, the world around doesn’t matter

Companionship… When you and I are together, the world around doesn’t matter… How many times does it happen to us that when we meet someone, we feel that we’ve known them forever….we know everything about them, just about everything…we feel … Continue reading

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