Tag: #amwriting
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The Storm
The storm came suddenlyand, like only it could,dampened my spirits, as Ifell into troubled sleep. As I started to dream,the storm entered my headand violated my grey matter,and washed all my thoughts away. My heart broke at this great lossand I cried tearlessly in my sleep. But when I woke up,the sky had cleared;the storm…
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Walking Myself Sober in Dubai
My favorite physical activity is walking. Put one foot in front of the other and then repeat. Ten thousand times! Or more, if you’re in the mood. There’s nothing better than good ol’ walking. And I can prove it. I’ve gone on some pretty long and interesting walks. Once, I was working on a boat…
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Why Philosophy?
When I told my friend that I wanted to do philosophy, the first question she asked was, “Why!?” The tone had both an exclamation mark and a question mark. I think a lot of people might feel that way. Why would anyone want to pursue philosophy? It’s not a highly promising career track; in fact,…
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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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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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Rudya Aditya 