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Greener

I remember that feeling of calm, sunny warm early evening that came with distant beatings of pans in the restaurant of the girl’s hostel, the murmer of voices and muffled laughter behind closed doors, the smell of semi-artfully fried dinners, … Continue reading

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Reeds

If almost any man were made to feel the grief you feel they would go mad, stark raving insane. The reeds blow in the wind. They are pale and white, and the wind that moves them carries tears. The storm … Continue reading

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You

Autobiographical accounts tend to be dripping with ego, unless you can put the truth of you in it. You know that feeling when you turn to those whom you are accustomed to getting answers from, and they tell you this … Continue reading

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Bittersweet

Bittersweet always reminds me of Naira, a girl back in school, because it was the most profound essence of the incredible essays she would write for English class. Our teacher would rave about them. She was quiet, bookish, introverted and … Continue reading

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Portrait of Sue

I wanted to write bad stuff about you and hide them all behind some complicated play of words. Instead I feel like crying because my thoughts keep turning back to myself like a strong search light, and all I see … Continue reading

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Wide eyed child

Why did you finish it? It stands alone. My hand feels shaky as I quickly scribble out another picture. Right now the world seems so fresh, and I feel young, only its too young, I feel like a child. I … Continue reading

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The heart of the tree and its soul

If you see the heart of the tree, you can see its soul. Right now, I feel like a liquified drop of coldness, so lost in nothing In being nothing in knowing I am nothing, to the ones I love, … Continue reading

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define good

I guess a cultural expectation that surprised me was that be alone is somehow strange. People are complicated. That should have been obvious given how many times its said to us over the years. Except I never really understood, due … Continue reading

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Just because I am a girl

Until today, I felt I was one person, and after today I feel I will be another, and I feel that every day. Why have I become so strong and nothing else? Why am I so defensive and insistent of … Continue reading

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all of us antisocial crazy fools

Everyone will face discrimination and denigration. But some of what you will face it for is sometimes in your control- and its better to face discrimination and denigration for something that’s noble, honorable and worth it than something that’s not. … Continue reading

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