Tag Archives: Numbing

Have You Ever Been Sad?

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How would you answer that question? Would you say yes, plainly and clearly? Or would you mumble your assent uncomfortably? Or would you be stuck dumb unable to utter the yes you want to because you feel there is something wrong with you if you admit to being sad? Is it because you also feel that… Sadness is a vice.― Gustave… Read more »

Time Traveler

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You log on to Facebook in the morning. You read notifications. Desultorily, almost flippantly, you reply to comments. You throw down your obligatory two cents at the feet of the wisdom others have spouted during the night when you were catching your eight hours like a good girl. Your day has begun. You kick imaginary stones around on cyberspace, moodily…. Read more »

A Lost Horizon

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There was this sky Ordinary, as skies go Blue, white, pink and orange Grey and yellow too, But mostly, mostly blue Distant, untouchable blue. … Far in the distance, The chameleon (but blue) sky Met the earth In a smoky haze of grey and purple. In that distant inky world Resplendent with imagination, Stories were born, Tales flew away and… Read more »

Not Just Words

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Have you noticed how language- centric we’ve become? There is such an endless stream of words in our lives. There is increasingly less personal, face- to- face time we have for each other. We ‘communicate’ more than we ever did because we have a myriad ways to touch base with those who matter to us. All of these ways- emails,… Read more »

Fragile

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Raman’s heart sank as he feverishly searched his pockets. With rising trepidation, he turned his bag inside out- another blank. He ran his classroom and searched there. He even lay flat on the floor and peered under the ancient wooden cupboard. Almost hysterical now, he asked all his friends, begging them to end the cruel joke. Two hours later, he… Read more »

An Old Diary

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I was hunting for an old songs diary in one of my bookshelves early this morning. [Aside: I wake up before dawn so early morning is like mid-day to me. I’m totally into hunting for diaries by then. And yes, song diary? The diary one wrote song lyrics in, pre-internet. Alright, I’m THAT old! Doll- face!] True to form, what… Read more »

Unlimited

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Shane Koyczan was bullied when he was a child. Children are cruel at times… without meaning to be. To carry that pain, to ‘obey’ the perceptions of those whose world view is immature and miniscule, to shape your life with words used by those who had no idea of their power, to live out someone else’s faulty perceptions of what… Read more »

Betrayal (V- Conclusion)

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Continued from Betrayal (IV) Vasudha’s reply to Chandini’s last mail was a lot more positive in tone than all her previous mails. She seemed to have realized that a blow might have knocked her to her knees, but to stay there was an act of choice. She had bridged the fine gap between considering ‘on the knees’ as a permanent… Read more »

Betrayal (IV)

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Continued from Betrayal (III) It had barely been a few hours since Chandni had written her last mail to Vasudha. She had a sense of waiting. Somehow, she was sure Vasudha would reply. She waited online, mucking around listlessly, unable to call it a night and go to bed. She left the machine running and picked up the book she… Read more »

Betrayal (III)

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Continued from Betrayal (II)  Chandini kept thinking about Vasudha all day. She was impatient to finish up at work and write another mail to her. Vasudha’s reply to her last mail was fresh in her mind. Chandni had detected the beginning of a all or none panic in her. It seemed she was determined to banish herself from the internet… Read more »