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Surat: the Faces

2002: the town was spectacularly clean, rabidly wiped in the aftermath of the plague. 2002: the town stank- of blood shed, of lives lost, of religions livid, of saffron and crescent mooned green. P.S: I was in this town in … Continue reading

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Hurt

It wasn’t the first time but she couldn’t say it hurt less now. Those spaces in time when red took over and colored itself in welts on her son’s tender skin. His whimpers hurt her. Every single time. Wrote this … Continue reading

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Malpaso?

Mis(s)-step this way was the whisper, unsure of me, of my tray and its array.   i was just trying to lose my way and the nudge came in handy, i’m sure, urging Mis-step this way! Miss, Step this way!   Slippers in … Continue reading

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bright and fuzzy, clear and hazy

i’m unable to engage, converse with a book as before; why do snippets of your thoughts interfere- noise that stammers my thinking, making it stutter. i wish to be rid of you and close my eyes, in vain; in my … Continue reading

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going to the blazes

i am not a homing pigeon; why then did i stray so far, far away from home? Drawn inspite of self, nudged into a tailspin, even as i twirl out of sight and set myself ablaze, you do observe and … Continue reading

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The Roads of Rage

A zap that shoots through blindingly and you see no more: rage, with or without a cause- DOES that make a difference? A cause is after all just a trail down to another cause and then, on and on, onto NO-MAN’s … Continue reading

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