PREETI

A long time ago, when our country was still in the post independence era, my super hero came into being. Yes, this is the story of all the superheroes, dedicated to all the mothers in and out of this world. It was the year 1970, she was born into a middle class family, she cried […]

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Chocolates

I remember myself running around the park chasing my father. His hand stretched towards me, holding my favorite chocolate. I ran after him with delight. My heart brimmed with joy. My father knew my love for chocolates. It was his best way to show me how much he loved me, and how much he still […]

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Crimson Thoughts

Dawn and dusk with broken skies, That’s how crimson my thoughts are now, From blue to red, the sea and the skies, That’s how crimson my thoughts are now. When blades meet flesh, That gush of blood, That’s how crimson my thoughts are now, The cooked sand brick, when it sets, That’s how crimson my […]

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Him

“Him” The first time was blurry, The image of people lying beside me, My mother tells me, My eyes were glassy, I was too small, Memories and words spoken I cannot recall, But I must have sensed him, And he must have sensed me.   The second time is more recent, I was afraid and […]

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14092017

I was a different man, a person who was probably blaming himself for everything, crashing relationships, it was like my soul was being ripped apart into pieces. It felt like my dark cold side was taking over, as if the only way to escape this trap was to let the dark side take over my […]

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Two by Three; Tokyo-One Last Time

Tu Shaheen hai, Parwaaz hai kam tera, Tere aage Asman aur bhi hai-Iqbal You are a falcon, flying is your vocation-Translation   “Every time they go, they fail, he fails”– Smirked a friend who once used to believe in him. The very fact that it was his last time made him nervous, anxious, the very […]

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A Mother’s Prayer:Unanswered

If I stayed here, something inside me would be lost forever—something I couldn’t afford to lose. It was like a vague dream, a burning, unfulfilled desire. The kind of dream people have only when they’re seventeen. – Haruki Murakami Read Part 1 here – A Mother’s Prayer Read Part III here – A Mother’s Prayer:Remembered […]

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Afterlife

I woke up with an aftertaste of stars, on green fragrant grass. The aroma worked better than coffee. The view, better than the Scotland hilltops. I was too engulfed in the moment to care where I was, All I did was walk towards a strangely lit tower. Mysterious it was. Sometimes it seemed far away, […]

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