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Category Archives: Philosophy
I am tired of being broken-hearted From searching for a piece of soft in shell of hard and stone that demands prayer at the altar, yet unmoving their vacant stare- it chastises, it rejects humiliates and berates, unmindful of mercy or turmoil … Continue reading
Sometimes you come across someone, start a casual conversation, pass some idle time. Sometimes that meeting, that conversation is the end of it. Sometimes it just spirals out and forth into something new as certain pieces seem to fall into place … Continue reading
In hindsight, all it had taken was one blurry, spur-of-the-moment, one dimensional photograph. Though that one glance taking in the obvious could barely ring warning bells in your mind about the looming crevice in the not-so-distant future, simply put, it … Continue reading
A little while back… Things were moving back to normal, that is if you could call the aberrant, the unlikely that kept occurring on a habitual basis ‘normal’. But they were indeed moving back to what they were. Somewhat. There … Continue reading
Do you believe in the “divide and rule” adage in making friends? Is that what makes one more likable, worthy and dependable? The ability to whisper some harmless snippets of their “other” friends, putting in that little seed of doubt, … Continue reading
Note: This is a part of a series that I call “Chapters” because even if I cannot write a novel, I sure can tell a story in parts. While the story, the setting and the characters are entirely fiction, the … Continue reading
The thoughts get jumbled, wired and mixed up with the emotions of the moment. How could you ask me to be objective? Happiness spurred me on, bitterness deterred me while anger rushed me towards retribution. It was the lies, the … Continue reading
I hated you into the night,Till the darkness shrouded me underAnd I could lie no more-All of me dissolved into tearsOf ache, and helpless despairImploring and begging,Asking why was it that,When I tried and tried again,But I couldn’t hate you … Continue reading
I was going through some old posts of mine, and thinking of the times and inspirations which had brought forth the words that I had penned down. This post is almost exactly five years old, that I had written for … Continue reading