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Month: November 2015

Wait.

Wait.

Image Courtesy Wait.  Hold on a second and look around you.  What do you see ? Happy faces, sad faces, confused faces, many faces. Life, we are living it, slowly yet fast. But when you stopped and look around what did you see? What was your min thinking? What was happened around you in that frozen moment? Life. You saw life happening around you, in that frozen moment you saw a hundred perhaps a thousand emotions from people, emitting radiantly. But, we…

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Can I confess?

Can I confess?

Can I confess, asked the mind contemplating the thoughts that evade reality. The words felt heavy, the screams louder, but there was silence all along. Why do the words evade this reality? Why is it so afraid of the light of the day? Why do they find comfort in the privy of the night, lurking in the shadows, screaming yet silent? Why not let the heart ease its pain, by letting go? The turmoil and the vigor that they hold…

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Investigation Discovery

Investigation Discovery

The Murder Mystery Guy #SixStrangers Guy 1 : I don’t care, okay? The dust settled finally. Though the mind had its presumptions and conclusions and they were heading towards a good way. There was an eminent doom, this day or the other. The mind has a way of assuming and concluding things. Though it didn’t hurt anyone to be a little optimistic, but this pretty petty little mind had other plans, to be always worried. Eventually, after slipping out of the…

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I don’t care, okay ?

I don’t care, okay ?

#SixStrangers The calmness was damning. The cool air prevailed as the Air Conditioner adjusted itself to the adapting room temperature. The glow from the laptop was illuminating the room as I sat before it reading whatever I could. I was scared. No, it would be an understatement. I was terrified. With being acquainted of a task I knew nothing about and being brought upon for an immediate help was making my legs shake. The mind exploded with million things that could go…

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Farewell

Farewell

Part 1 : It all began …  Part 2 : Insanity has a new meaning Part 3 : Sinking in Part 4 : Steep Slope  Part 5 : The lost artPart 6 : That twist of fatePart 7 : CrushedPart 8 : The Meet Another question I have trouble answering is “Where are you from?”. The thing is I was born in one place, lived in so many places and then have been to different places during holiday (like to grandmother’s house). Okay, I agree with you. You must…

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