Category: #writing #pain
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YOU, ME AND THE RAIN SOAKED EMOTIONS
Adagio for Strings by Samuel Barber playing in the background….. There is a war within you, an inner war, something that is beating you up from the inner core and you just can’t resist it. The war is the reason you wake up everyday. Without that inner war, you are nothing. It’s a very ironic…
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Just Some Thoughts Out of The Blue
Optimism. I have tried to practise it through the dark times of my life. But optimism resembles that running cloud that pours for some fraction of time a little bit of sprinkle and then vanishes into the depth of the infinite sky. Even though I have achieved that level of positivity, my too intelligent mind…
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Inevitable Pain And A Blurred Vicinity
Pain is inevitable for a writer. Sometimes, it’s too ineffable to put it into words, but it is what it is. Were it not for the pain, I wouldn’t have been a writer. Pain ignites in me a plethora of scintillating, blistering emotions, enough to set the typewriter on fire, with my fingers moving faster…