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I wish I could remember the name of the souvenir shop, or I’d at least found out the name of the castle on whose grounds it was. I don’t even remember the name of the canal it was next to,... Continue Reading →
I had decided to buy a hardbound book after a hiatus. The kindle had tried to substitute it for some time but fared, I’m sorry to say, poorly. As a result, I was back to browsing real books in a... Continue Reading →
When dusk dawns And the moon rises I will remember you then When the sun has left The yellowed depths of the sky And slumbers in the west I will recall you then When day Slips into night’s embrace And... Continue Reading →
I walk in confident as the sun, The classroom is my cocoon Its lessons I plan I deliver As I tend to the caterpillars in it, Test their skills, help them colour their desires and gnaw at their doubts until... Continue Reading →
It's been a while since I've sat down to write. Why? Well, I've been, like many others, too busy imagining, arranging, re-arranging, and working towards my tomorrow. Oh, I've been awash with tides of apprehension and anxiety in the process... Continue Reading →
She looked up from the sheaf of papers before her, closed her eyes, drew a deep breath and flexed her neck. She looked down at the pile of papers before her and anchoring her breath in the moment, picked up... Continue Reading →
I find myself sitting on a fence. Behind me is a house, it is not mine but I’ve lived there for so long that it almost feels like home. Perhaps for the same reason, it has also become a place... Continue Reading →
Reading Jhumpa Lahiri's In Other Words, I wonder what it must be like to be so keenly aware of everything that's happening in and around oneself, to be able to see every quotidian object, every terrain, every event as a metaphor;... Continue Reading →
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