loneliness
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It was my tree, a pine or a type of a conifer perhaps. I didn’t care to ask the gardener its scientific name. I just knew it was mine. We met for the first time when I visited the coffee shop on the campus. It was a bright summer evening. The sun refused to set
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So, what’s next? Asked the person sitting next to me to his friend on the flight from Bangalore to Goa. And the friend went about saying something I didn’t understand or care to understand. But the phrase stayed with me. The flight to Goa was harmless, even though the Indigo shuddered a few times to
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This morning, I was lost in thoughts. Though the music kept playing the song I wanted to hear, I was recalling the magic that transpired over the weekend. I’ve known her over the last year as someone with truth and melancholy in her eyes. I’ve admired her sincerity and gumption from the beginning but I
Life and its Revelations 