Category Archives: The Other Side of the River

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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Back to You

It’s been a while since I wrote in here,I was too worried about heartbreakTo remember to care,That the heart was breaking elsewhere.Never occurred to the gitSubmerged in her own selfish despairAll the while, while the happinessBlinked, breathed and stuck through.Right … 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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Distance

I mean I have always imagined being in an entirely separate continent as the same as being in different cities. In its simplicity, time zones notwithstanding, you just don’t get to see the person everyday. And in its all simplicity, … Continue reading

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A Rainy Day

The rain was a fine mist, incessant and untiring. The morning looked no different from the late afternoon – it was always the same stark grey till the lazy evening cast her shroud of darkness over the bleak day. It’s … Continue reading

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Our National Anthem

There is a thing about that melody, the words, those uplifting notes that flow with your blood, seep into your bones and sinew and carry you with it that never fails to run a shiver done my torso… And the … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving!

We are a strange breed of people as unique as our land. Strange as we are like no other race of the world. But what race are we? What is actually our ethnicity? Who knows that perfectly? Yet everyone knows … Continue reading

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