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Where the words have to be forced out, bit by bit, because that is what we decide to do

I like decisions. I like their finality, the fact that they have been (hopefully) arrived at after some sort of intellectual process. That a “decision” rests on a number of factors, perhaps not many, but (hopefully) more than one. Making … Continue reading

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Where the tingling begins somewhere down there, right between the toes

I don’t think much of that area – the one that is between them toes. I suppose the one between the big one and the fourth one is useful if you want to wear those chappals, but other than that … Continue reading

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Where the plants grow slowly, always looking over their shoulder. Always paranoid.

Paranoid plants. I don’t know how one would or should deal with paranoid plants. Because it is not like you can tell them to calm down. Cause their paranoia is not so easily observable to the human eye. So you … Continue reading

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Where we try, and try again but with a certain amount of laziness, secretly hoping to fail

Am sure you know what that feel like. Don’t lie. The times when you pretend to work real hard, perhaps looking and hoping for some kind of external validation, but inside your heard (and I do meanĀ inside) you know that … Continue reading

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Where the earphones begin to give up, tired of always being in confined places

It is understandable. Don’t think too many people would like to be in someone’s ear all the time. Just all the time. Staring into the (hairy?) darkness. Sure, it could be exciting in the first few days, such a pleasant … Continue reading

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Where we ponder, a term that can also be used to describe a very, very large puddle

No but seriously. What would you call something that looks like a pond but is not quite there yet? Of course, puddle may be inaccurate. What is a really large puddle? A ditch? Pond. You know what I like about … Continue reading

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Hum kaale hai toh kya huan

Hum tere tere tere chahnewalle hai. Shake your bum. You know you want to. I really think Sunday mornings are meant for shaking one’s bum. Like full shaking. Pump up the volume, put on the pyjamas and just go around … Continue reading

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