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A Thought in present
One morning I woke up to the view of the same ceiling that I have been seeing for years on waking and I could feel something unusual right away. I was not well. An indigestion problem had left me feeling weak and not so motivated to start the day anytime soon. I pushed myself out…
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Words of Contentment
Mr Kurup rotated the tap handle to stop the stream of water and he looked at the mirror one last time for the day. He wasn’t exactly satisfied with the ageing man he saw in the mirror and wondered how his wife did it, smiled like she always used to, always so bright and beautiful.…
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In Those Moments of Unease
If there was a tangible ladder for upliftment in life, everyone would be thinking of a way to get higher up while attempting to do so, meanwhile Mihir was one of those who just stood and kept wondering if he had figured it out or not, and meanwhile the world moved ahead. Mihir was an…
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Silent Understanding
Walking into a silent home can have different meanings, the first obvious one being no one is actually at home and the second that something quite disagreeing of a great multitude had occurred inviting silence and let’s not go towards the third, the darker meaning you might be thinking of. So, Chaitali walked into such…
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Back Home
Jagat stood silent with his travel bag standing on his right side. An expression of an unwanted clarity was present on his face. He turned to look a last time at a view which he didn’t know when he would see again and he walked into the airport. This was not how Jagat had arrived…
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Bonding with Words
What’s your favorite word? Words have a very unique way of blending into our lives and before we know we become attached to some of them in a manner where they become the naturally preferred part of what we write and speak and quite fairly a part of who we are as well. It can…
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The Good out of the End
There were several questions on Ajay’s mind as he sat with a cup of tea with an expression that had lost any good meaning. Nithi entered the drawing room carrying a bag and eyes which showed the effects of crying. Maybe she glanced at Ajay on her way out, but that was it and she…
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A little more to life
Mr Jamwal was feeling a little sedentary lately. He was spending a lot of time on the chair with his tablet. He had thought replacing his smartphone with a tablet would help him reduce his screen time but it had the opposite effect. Now, after work Mr Jamwal would find every excuse to sit or…
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Where life led
Sujay woke up to a morning of new light. The life he had been living for the past 26 years had come to a drastic change. Sujay’s paternal grandfather Mr Raghunath Thombre had left for the afterlife a few weeks ago. He had amassed a significant amount of wealth as a manufacturer of plumbing products…
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History of Toothpick
Fossil evidence of ancient skulls, for instance, suggests that early Neanderthals used tools to pick their teeth. Scientists have also found tooth indentations indicative of teeth picking in human remains among Australian Aborigines, prehistoric Native Americans, and the earliest Egyptians. The practice of teeth picking was not uncommon among early civilizations, too. Mesopotamians used instruments…
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Loyalty
Loyalty is an art and not to be taught to someone who is ignorant about the feeling of being loyal . It is a natural process When I hear the term loyal the very first being I think about is our pet dog kippy. The shiny reflective expressive eyes, the anger in the eyes sometimes…
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A Doubtful Encounter
The world outside seemed to be under a dim light as the cloudy weather prevailed for many days. The rain was ruthless rushing in with all its might, falling with only a few hours of break in between. The city wasn’t prepared for it, many roads remained submerged in water. The nearby river was slowly…
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The Delivery
Keshav looked at his smartphone. He had reached the location on the map but he could not see the house he was looking for. Keshav was here to deliver a package to Mr Dasmunsi. It was one of the packages with the fragile written on the outside, so Keshav wanted to get it off his…
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Footprints of Past
At night the park looks like a different place. As the white lights shine over the green grass and there is a hue of white on everything the white lights touch, the benches, the walking track, even the tiny insects that fly around and sometimes the occasional small birds. On such a night Divakar found…
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The letter of Past
It was on Pravin’s fortieth birthday that he was handed a letter to him by his father. The letter was written by his great great grandfather. “How exactly did he write it for me?” asked Pravin to his father “Well, it was to be given to my next generation and since I am a single…
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Working Away in Silence
Deepak sat without any expression or emotion. His eyes lost into the screen of the computer; his hands moved over the keyboards to type and access the shortcut keys aligning with the movement of the mouse. Deepak was a video editor and one of the clients of the company had suggested some changes, which…
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Himalayan stone 🪨
The Himalayan Salt Stone Massage is a type of massage that uses warm salt crystal stones to calm away stress and discomfort and help have better life sustainability with better life rejuvenation and self-understanding. It provides sanity and allows us to feel strong and relaxed even in the most crucial time. The Himalayan salt stone…
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Driving to Memories
Mr Saha inverted the packet over his right palm and a few salted peanuts rolled out and fell on the palm. Mr Saha ate them and he looked ahead with an expression of extreme disappointment and he didn’t know what exactly disappointed him the most. Mr Saha was part of the IT department of a…
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Beyond the Door
Brijesh had never seen an old ancestral house passed down through generations. His grandfather had sold everything when he decided to shift to a different city and the next owner broke the old house down and built a new one. So, when Azad invited Brijesh to his ancestral house, Brijesh didn’t think twice to consider…
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Everyday Conversations
Banhi had been living in the same rented apartment for the past seven years. She liked everything about the apartment. The beige colour of the building, bordered with bronze colour, the main window of the drawing room faced the park and invited breeze and it also let in just the right amount of sunlight. The…
Early Morning Memories 