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Outside the Window

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Battle It Out

Sitting in a 2×2 box, he looked out the window,

in a quiet night, raises a voice deep inside his mind,

Long gone are those cards handcrafted by you,

From the attic, in the box earlier when he mined.

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Home. Away from Home.

“Look at all those stars! Can you spot three stars in alignment, I wonder if they are a part of any constellation”, she said out loud to her roommate.

“Don’t know. But they indeed are spectacular. Let’s go, you need to pack.”

“Yeah, my family will be here in two hours. It’s been two years of being your roommate, being here, where this time had been?”, she smiled. Continue reading “Home. Away from Home.”

A Note to 25-Me

Dear 25 me, you are restless, I understand.

You are clueless and worried sick about your future.

You’re wondering what’s going to happen next? Continue reading “A Note to 25-Me”

The Closure

I have been tossing and turning in the night

Thinking of what I could have said than what I did say

What said was because of this and that, with myself I bet

I sighed, looking at the clock, calculating how much sleep I can get.

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Grey

I could see the colors fading into grey,

Clearing my vision, blinking the lashes for few more times,

I could still see the grey, VIBGYOR out of the sight,

Salt and water in the eyes gives away the crimes.

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Done and Dusted

The world upside down, look at it from my angle
The three corners, we trio, form a part of a triangle
Worlds apart, opinions differ, goals at poles’ length
Bonds formed nine years ago, shakes and strengthens
Daily talks, gossips, good and the trying times
That’s not what defines us, there for each other?
No, understanding when to smack one’s head
And listening so to make jokes and tease light
That’s what we are. Continue reading “Done and Dusted”

Friendship and Circle, both have no end.

Fighting Off the Demons

I could feel the excitement. I could hear cheerful yays and fearful ahs. As the time lapsed, the butterflies in my stomach kicked in. One moment, it felt like I am at the top of the world. In another, I could almost touch the ground if I allow my legs to stretch by inches. The pendulum ride turned out to be lot more fun than anticipated by our group. How did I get here on the ride is more of a blur. I don’t know what led me here, I just know that this is fun and I should go out more to enjoy. I saw my colleagues sitting across me in a small open cuboid form trolley. A little girl, definitely afraid of heights and possibly death, clutched her fingers to the vertical bar supporting the cuboid to the pulley.

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