Category: Sugar Words
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Till When?
It almost surprises me how we all as humans are so quick to adapt, and yet fear ‘change’ the most. We feared the change in our routines when pandemic first started. And now look at all of us sitting on our beds surrounded by muffled noise of the television, unkempt blankets, tangled charging wires, the…
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How many mothers?
How many mothers do you have? I tried but I lost the count. My fingers fall short when I try to remember all the people who expressed their motherly love towards me. You see I have two mothers in my house, one my mom and other my sister. She has been accompanying me in the…
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Create in Constraints
So life got us here! It locked us down in our homes, and we all are complaining because now we cannot complain anymore on a wednesday evening how badly we want to go home. Robert frost said two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not take both. Well, two roads diverged…
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Is love an art?
Art is said to be a recession-free industry because you’ll never stop wanting more of it. Poets, writers, and painters pour their hearts on the paper, open their whole existence in front of the world to create that one masterpiece. The one that mankind longs for but does not know yet. Though these are the…
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You are unfathomable
What every single soul on this earth cares about is definiteness of every tiny thing. It’s funny though because they never really get ‘the definite’ both figuratively and in reality. That definite that everyone keeps talking about. The definite look, the definite numbers on the mark sheet, the definite figures on the payslip, the definite…
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An ode to my Almosts
I cannot count on my fingers the things that I fail to learn in the first attempt. The colour of the soil after a thunderstorm, The spilled coffee on the floor The heena on the hands of newly wed bride are the same shades of brown Every six months I lose a person, a dream,…
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Gold
Gold can mend broken vases and make them look more beautiful than the overrated flowers that lie in there waiting for a human to pick them up and burry them from where they came- soil But unlike flowers, humans will never appreciate zero displacement always being unaware that even though how many mountains we climb…
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Nine Step Formula
One. Listen to what they say when they are around 10 people, and listen to what they say when they are with you and your air of existence. Do they still have the same tone and choice of words? Asterik only if people like to be alone with you. Or if you are cat. Two.…
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Red and Black
Oil paints leave stickiness on brushes, the bristles gradually disappear with every stroke of paint. It splashes colours on the white screen and loses parts of itself like millennials are losing reasons to stay. I once painted red and black, that night my mom explained how art can come true in some way or other.…
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Front Wall
A sweet salty smell, something like moghras and beach water, that’s exactly how you smell like when you cook apple cinnamon pancakes with extra caramel. Your olive green hoodie, the one I took and never gave you back just like your sly smile that was never reciprocated with a hidden glance. Your words did to…
