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Subtle Longing
Is your life today what you pictured a year ago? I stood in front of the coffee machine going through the different alterations of coffee. I picked one and it poured out into the cup below. I had bought the cup in an online sale and there was a reason for it, the disposable cups…
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Are you feeling the same?
For a number of reasons, women are less willing than men to negotiate for themselves. From a young age, they are taught to prioritize the needs of others over their own. They haven’t been taught that they should ask for more, unlike men. Many corporate environments discourage modern women who ask questions, further preventing them…
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Proposal unexpected
What’s the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make? Why? Taking the hardest decision is a part of life. Life is all about taking the decision and acting upon it. Today we will know the story of Meghna who had to make the hardest decision ever in life. The hardest and most precious. It was…
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Edge of Instinct
“I think I can feel it,” said Aseem one day during his morning walk with his friend Binod, “I can feel that my end is near..” “What kind of end?” asked Binod, “is there any business-related problems?” “Business is fine, it’s about life. I feel like my life is nearing its end,” replied…
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Shadows of Thought
On a government holiday Mr Iyengar sat pressing the buttons of the television remote. Nothing else being shown on the television seemed to attract the interest of his mind. He usually watched crime based movies and shows but his wife had to put a stop to that, fearing they had become an addiction. “You know…
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An Unintentional Surprise
It was seven in the evening and Mr Jakhar had a comparatively relaxed day at the office. He was a leasing manager at a real estate firm. He drove his car without any hurry. Mr Jakhar looked at a petrol pump sign on the way and drove it in to have a fill of petrol…
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The Fading Presence
I lifted the cup of tea from the table, and enjoyed a slow sip. The cup had left a ring of water on the transparent cover of the wooden table. I used the index finger of my unoccupied hand to break the border of the ring… extending a trail of water outwards as my finger…
Early Morning Memories 