A Few Hundered Words

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Every now and then, you look around. Taking a pause from the busy life, you try to think on what matters in life and what not. The assessment often ends up burdening your shoulders and the heaviness in your heart irritates you. But in all those painful moments there is…

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An Open Letter

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Certainties Of Uncertainties

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The certainties of uncertainties haunts us as the propelling faces around and so every now and then you are forced to think about it, think that it’s not what you do and it’s not your sacrifices that matters but what comes out of them and what floats on the surface…

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Diary of a Young Man – Part 17

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June 21 2015 Slipping into the coma of choices, I wonder where is the right answer. For hours, I gaze at the stars but the silence sails smooth, then with a thought I pick up the books but there is nothing, no one has ever explained me that “what being…

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Edges

Faith that we hold on to, is complex and turmoil, yet transparent than a breath, I guess it is because of the strong bounds of choices that we make everyday, the choices that makes us who we are and who we can be eternally. It is nothing but like a memory that gives you a taste … Continue reading

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Man of Bones

The words of desire The freedom of unborn soul Some moments of unsaid breathe Yet a heavy heart made of bones The broken arms and a newborn hope Fighting with the shadows, poor man of bones Burdened with tears and joy Burdened with the hopes of people he love Knocked down yet gets up again Fights … Continue reading

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Sunken Ships

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Strange as it is, friendship is confusing. It changes with time and then changes again. We were only friends yesterday, but today just strangers listening to other strangers. We were best buddies yesterday but then nobody today. I wonder why we are like this, cold hearted and forgetful. It’s the same story when we were…

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Bowing My Head Further Down

Discern the ideals of my heart! I am a seeker who seeks nothing I am beggar who does not beg for anything Fathom the mysteries in me I am a devotee drifting from door to door I am a wanderer, roaming from one land to another Bowing my head even further down I come to this … Continue reading

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Free Yet Bounded

This sickness, the desire of flesh and pleasure. Is it curable? Is it real? Born into the generation of speed and restlessness. Am I confused and lost? What is love? Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.   It does not dishonor others, it is … Continue reading

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I am still here

Where do you run when there is nothing visible? Do you think about it? or do you cry loud hoping that someone will hear you out? I have always wondered, what is life after death, and then after a brief moment I question “Is there any?”. Beliefs are a little limited right now, I stand … Continue reading

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