Rudya Aditya

Tag: #amwriting

  • Us Stupid Human Beings

    What is it about us humansthat we feel the need to conquer everything?We want to be the kings of everywhere.We want to own everything.We want to win every time. That’s not how other animals behave.Lions know they’ll be murdered one dayby younger lions on the prowland their children will be sacrificedso that the mothers have…

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  • Expanded Perspective About Humans

    Dear Reader, I sit down to write this letter on a pleasant morning in Ahmedabad. December has officially begun and right now it’s a wonderful 16 degrees centigrade, which my friends in Ahmedabad find chilly but for me, coming from the Himalayas, it’s t-shirt weather. Two pigeons on the windowsill keep staring at me and…

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  • Indian Middle-Class Guilt

    I would like to be an artist. But something within me, stops me from expressing myself freely. I don’t know what I want to express or how I want to express it; but that’s something you learn by doing. It’s not that you think about what you want to express and have a clear picture…

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  • Clutching at Straws

    The man woke up one dayafter sleeping for agesEons spent with eyes closedbody comatose, mind adriftthe unconscious seasImaginary creaturesunknown fears, unseen beastslooking for a straw to hold on to The man woke up and stretchedhis tired limbs brokenfrom too much unuseHis blind eyes criedon seeing the lightthat set his mind on fireHe clutched the sheet,…

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  • Hendrix is Dead

    HENDRIX is dead. Look at him just lying there. His stomach has stopped moving. Or has it? Did it just move? How am I to tell? I’m no doctor. I should have just left him with the vet like he said. I brought him home, stayed up all night watching him suffer and now he’s…

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  • Princess Mononoke and How to Start a Story

    Princess Mononoke has, perhaps, the best opening 5 minutes of any movie that I’ve seen. I can’t remember any other movie, capturing my attention so completely, so quickly. There’s a lot of reasons for why this is; like the awesome background music; but I want to focus on the most important aspect: the writing. To…

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  • Kailash

    Rain clouds float in silentlylike ghosts fighting off deathRaindrops drum the sloped roofsa primitive beatresonantvibrations from a distant land People rush to escape their fatebut no one can run from destinyWhat’s meant to happen, will happenwhat doesn’t happenwas never meantGet drenched and be happy Mountain tops are meant for godseverything else, claimed by manand he…

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  • At Least We Have Our Memories

    Can you remember the young days?The days when we were young? Everyday was exciting, differentEvery trip an expeditionEvery game matteredno matter how silly or made up Every night we were scaredby ghosts lurking in the shadowsbut every morning we rejoicedThe ghosts were all gone Every puddle was an oceanEvery cloud had a faceEvery tree was…

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  • Leopard Skin Undies

    The leopard skin undies hanging from the doorknob swung lightly in the breeze. Who left a window open somewhere, I thought. I almost went over to check before realizing that the undies were more important than the breeze. There’s an old saying, “The undies are always more important than the breeze.” I brought my attention…

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