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Thursdays The ones that are supposed to be thoughtless. Submerged in spirit, removed from identity. The day that the Guru loves -...

It was some kind of a maze Grown to make one get lost That was the whole purpose.. The lost, lonely, panicky feeling; The thri...

For every dusk witnessed  For every dawn survived  Those moments lived on between  Those breaths taken in rhythm  With the o...

Arcee quiet literally, barged into my life. He didn't knock, he didn't ask if it was okay to step in. Right off the bat, when I w...

In the past decade, I had seen several cases of cancer in my close circle. Just as I am typing thes thoughts, I’d counted the loss of ...

Questions address you  As to Why? Why do you write?? I attempt an answer  And fall silent. Is it that hard To speak out what I...

As the new school year commenced, ahem, a couple of months ago (*jaw drop optional* - it's been two months already? :-0 ) I had to l...

Despite making Bessie and Matt dwell in my mind 24x7, like some kind of a wall paper behind my daily grind, I do not give them t he scope ...

Sometimes, the dictation is muted. I mean, the source from where I conjure up the stuff I type here, it actually is dictated to me from a...

Ambiance - Late fall morning, bright and breezy. Mood - Pensive - bring on the words :) Looping - Jose Feliciano (form a time I didn...

George and I had a lot of things in common. We walked the same corridors and sat in the same classroom raking our heads over the same acc...