Category: Sugar Words
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Love cannot be held
There is a proverb I read somewhere that said the best love is the one that cannot be held. 2020 pressed the pause button on our lives the way our lungs do in between an inhale and an exhale. Yet it swooshed as quickly as the air once held in your very lungs. As an…
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Untuck: Love and Longing
I wrote a guest post (poem) for Elephant Journal. It went up on their website today. The poem talks about how we need to straighten out (untuck) ourselves and sometimes our fate as well. It’s a poem about love and longing, accompanied by my favorite metaphor – changing colors of the sky. We often look…
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That One Stroke
I started learning sketching and painting from the age of 5 and from as far as I remember, I never liked the wait between sketching and painting. I always would want to jump to the coloring part. Some years back I painted a canvas with musical instruments overlapping each other. It took me 7 days…
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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…
