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Carry You Home

David Meyer can hear the murmur of his injured heart when he goes running. It takes him a couple...

Poetry - The Antidote to Life

Believer

From now on, I will grow quiet, gesture you in for potato soup I made just that morning. I will...

Wayfaring Stranger

Safarnama

About a year and a half ago, someone recommended that I read Dozakhnama by Ravishankar Bal. Read...

Bloom

I know this is going to come out as a garbled mess. However, I am going to try. More than a few...

Gray and Not-So Gray, Afterall

A friend from another city pinged me to say he’s relocating to Mumbai. With exuberance I declared that this was a great move because Mumbai is the best city in the world. He sent me a few smileys, and groaned about the...

Bringing out the Microscope

John Steinbeck’s novel, The Grapes of Wrath has been lying on my table(s) for a few weeks now. It’s a long read, punctuated with lots of dust, chapters that scribble a picture from words, and slowly describe the...

The Boggart

There is an open space at the client office which has a very high ceiling, a fish pond (rectangle more like it) on one side, and potted plants on the other. Although there is nothing particularly welcoming about this particular...

Do you know how big the ocean is?

Foster father asked me this question a few months ago. He thought I was refusing to look beyond what I had, the people I knew, and the experiences I journeyed through. Especially because I was completely snug in my little shell...

An Ode

..to the day that was full, brimming, and wholesome. The heart wishes that one could write more, and tired mind escapes expressions that it could otherwise easily catch. But as this day comes to a close, the heart can’t...

The One Minute Life

Two sachets of milk powder. One sachet of coffee. One sachet of sugar. Mix it all together and on it, pour hot water heated in an electric kettle lying on the table. Voila! Coffee is made. *** Over the years, I have come to live...

100 Happy Days

I completed the 100 Happy Days challenge. I did. Here’s a snapshot. *** Day 1: A beautiful screen saver on my Kindle. 🙂 Day 2: Being entrusted to do something which, at one point of time, was the reason that got you a bad...

When Words Fail

Today, someone’s mother affectionately touched my cheek so as to offer some love and imply I was being a child. Well, I guess I was. For a few days now, I have had composite emotions brewing inside me. I haven’t been...

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