Passion

Happily Ever After (Conclusion)

He relived those periods of his life as he stood looking out of the window. Today too he got the uncanny feeling that he was being directed, as if he was just following a script with no power to change a single comma. He felt rebellion rise within him in a furious tide. This was […]

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Happily Ever After (I)

The window was open. Sneha sat at her desk by the window. A neat stack of blank pages lay in front of her, held together by a tattered clipboard. Her favorite fountain pen with its blue- grey ink lay unopened on top of the virginal sheets. The sheets fluttered once in a while in the […]

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Sunday Brunch

This post is a compilation of the best online reads I found during the week. These thought have made an impact on me, have moved me a few miniscule measures closer to becoming the person I am meant to be. The post also gives links to my own posts written during the week, if you’ve […]

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Beacon of the Wise

Dreamer: I am so excited! Doubter: Not me. I don’t like this at all. It’s far away and could be dangerous. Dreamer: Nonsense! This is my dream handed to me on a silver platter. Doubter/Realist (they’re close cousins): Who is going to run your business while you’re away? Dreamer: My fabulous team whom I completely […]

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A Little Deeper

You meet people randomly on the net. You read people; some you connect with, some not. You find some sensible while others make you wonder if they were dropped carelessly on their head when they were babies. And some, frankly, make your toes curl up in rank distaste for the aroma of moist, rancid rot […]

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Creating Clarity

The debate on climate destabilization has heated up briskly. Global warming and environmental damage is a issue I feel strongly about. But like most of us, I am an indifferent activist. My only contribution has been to ghost write a book on global warming. I spoke with all the passion I am capable of- but […]

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Passionate Fifty- Fives

Love He calls me Ragini. I’m not just an inanimate flute to him. I come to life in his hands. I breathe with his breath and sing to the music in his soul.. matching him… beat for beat, rhythm for rhythm. I desire nothing but to belong to him- to draw my life from his […]

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