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Emotion

Keep That Fire Burning

Thank you to the person who asked me about my outlook. Thank you to the person who didn't have to care, but did anyway, and made an effort to show it. Thank you to the person who "got it" when... Continue Reading →

A Love Letter To All Men

I am angry at the world, at society for producing and encouraging the notion that boys and men should not, or at the very least, should find it difficult to, express their emotions and talk about their thoughts and feelings.... Continue Reading →

Memories Of Adventure

I hand you the small neatly wrapped package. It fits neatly in your hand. It is wrapped in a sheet from an Indian Newspaper dated December 3, 2013, bound together with an old cotton piece of string. I'm watching your... Continue Reading →

Jungle Dweller

In the depths of the jungle where the banyan trees grow and the birds are not afraid, lies a great beast. Or so they say. But he who they speak of with such fear and panic, is only as such... Continue Reading →

The Nerve-Wracking Thoughts Before Social Interaction

I am terrified. I am scared to be happy, scared to have too much fun, scared to feel so alive. Scared that this is it. Scared of the anticlimax. I am scared of being happy enough not to care. Scared... Continue Reading →

Appreciation

I told you never to leave I told you it would change But you didn't hear me You ran, and in your haste you forgot to say goodbye And now it's a different place I hear you cry at night... Continue Reading →

Perspective

It's all about perspective. Having everything in balance. A perspective too narrow and small and it is easy to become bogged down in the details of a tas; In the minutiae of how you are actually going to fill that... Continue Reading →

Overwhelmed

The symptom was the discomfort. The scratching, screaming, blinding, deafening pain. The disorganized mess which accumulates and boils over. The cause was the rough cotton fibres against your skin, the flashing, fluorescent lights, the loud mingling voices all talking over... Continue Reading →

A Bitter Wilderness

I bend down to scoop up the freezing water into my makeshift wooden bucket. The icy cold river flowing over my hands, wind whipping loose hairs into my face. Straightening up - the water bucket now full and the wire handle digging into my hand - a... Continue Reading →

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