Category Archives: Catharsis

Catharsis XV: Overthinking is a type of dementia

Disclaimer: Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental, or sadly circumstantial, or simply may be due to a continued growth in my popularity. No living creature with a heart has been harmed during the making of … Continue reading

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Catharsis XIV: the cynic’s love

It’s strange how far we have grown apart. We talk, for we have to, being scared of the silence that looms so loud. Yet while we talk, we check ourselves, our words, turning them over in our minds and praying … Continue reading

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Cast Aside

Lost in an ocean of miseryTravelers, dark and drearyFriends, who were friends no more-With only sailors,Sailing in the same boat.Of need and usefulness,That was of use no more;Cast aside and forgotten,A cheap shell, washed ashore.Told to get lost and never … Continue reading

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Disappointments

That I could call heartbreak a disappointment told me that all wasn’t lost. That even as I lay amongst heaps of the broken shards, I held on to that power of becoming whole one day. That there was a stronger … Continue reading

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The Beginning of An End

The irony of it was that it was I who heralded the beginning of the end. It was an end that was inevitable, written and rewritten hundreds and thousands of times before we had even existed. The path could have been anything but … Continue reading

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Catharsis XIII: Reflection

   The funny thing is the last thing people think of the real me as (as opposed to the virtual me) is “despondently reflective”. I am famous (or infamous) amongst my cronies for my wicked sense of humor, a sharp … Continue reading

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Catharsis Part-XI: "I need my rest, dammit!"

My first thought was, “Damn, I’m pregnant”. I mean, I have just made it through a quarter of life so, it can’t possibly be old age that is making me sleep so much. But then, you just can’t wake up … Continue reading

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Catharsis Part-X: Inwards

I haven’t written a story, haven’t really rhymed. All I have done is feel, sometimes be happy, and sometimes blind. There’s a world that is an illusion of people being yours without really being so. There’s a world where you think you … Continue reading

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Catharsis Part IX: New Beginnings

Even as I typed the title of the post, I was marveling how deep and true the words I was writing were. A new year. A new blog. A new way of life. A new me. Like clockwork, the way … Continue reading

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Catharsis Part-VIII: From Across

I wish I could confess I was jealous. And tell you I am not in control of my sensibilities to be able to talk to you. As much as I wouldn’t want to hurt you, I would not want to … Continue reading

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