Rudya Aditya

Tag: Writing

  • Self-Meta-Critical Letter/Journal Entry

    Dear Reader, How are you? How’s life? Can you really answer these questions? You can reply to this email and the replies will automatically get posted as comments under the blogpost for this letter. And if you do that, I will definitely read them and reply and perhaps even continue the conversation. But the more…

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  • A New Year of Philosophy

    Dear Reader, The year is almost over. In a couple of days, we’ll be celebrating the beginning of a new year. I’ve never been one to celebrate New Year’s Eve because to me it feels too arbitrary. I think one’s birthday is a more accurate and personalized new year for a person because they’ve gone…

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  • Why Philosophy? – Part II

    About a decade ago, I had a blog where I wrote articles that fell under the self-help genre. I had no intention of writing a self-help blog but that’s what it ended up becoming. I had posts on topics such as: If you could read that blog now, you’d think that I was preaching a…

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  • The Blood of the Gods

    The blood of the Godsflows in the veins of rocks Touch them, these rockshot under the sun,cold in the shadeFeel the roughness under your fingers Be quiet,listen,close your eyesand you’ll feel it You’ll feel the blood flowingFaint, yet strongThe slow rhythm of mother earth And when the clouds gatherand it starts to rain;a short burstbefore…

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  • Sex is for Losers

    NSFW! This story is not safe for work or younger readers. Only continue to read if you’re an adult. “Come on, come on, come on now, don’t be like that, okay?” Rosanna bit her lip, the lower one, nervously, not seductively at all. No, it wasn’t seductive at all. It was purely nervousness. Could be…

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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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    Pen & Ink drawing of clouds coming in though the window

  • Good Manners and Propriety

    Dear Reader, When I was a child and we were learning about letter writing in school, they told us to begin each informal letter with some kind of sentence that informs the recipient of how you are and asks them about how they’re doing. One example I’ve never forgotten was, “I’m doing fine, and hope…

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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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  • Finding Something to be Grateful for

    Dear Reader, How quickly one week flies! It feels like I sat down to write the first ‘Dear Reader,’ letter just yesterday. I had planned to write a blog post every day but it didn’t turn out like that. And that’s fine. I’ve been trying to be more flexible and flow along with life. My…

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