He stood there under the night sky surrounded by a gush of whistling winds, cricket noises and a seldom hoot from the owls. From the hilltop he could see the city lit in bright yellow and some red and blue, tiny dots of life hustled around busy in their shenanigans. Did anybody know that not…
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Daata- Maa
None in our family actually ever celebrated mother’s day because for us everyday was mother’s day. My sisters chatted to her almost everyday (big thanks to technology). I lived with her for almost 18.5 years minus 3 months of all my trips without her. At very young age I didn’t like mom, because she was…
The Suppressed Feelings
In the recent past, I have been feeling low and have had nagging thoughts about life.Last year my mother passed away, yet life never took a single break. Some days pass by, thinking about her, the moments with her and her life until it ended.A scene that haunts me- her inability to speak for her…
Wandering Thoughts
Everyday I travel for 45 minutes to my university by the bus. The buses here in Edinburgh are incredibly different from the PRTCs back in India. There are two compartments, a main and another above it. In the lower compartment there is space for disabled people, the seating arrangement is such that the first three…
Mesmers 
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