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Romancing History
Romancing History
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Thoughts
taken me a lifetime to discover my own innocence taken me a lifetime to reclaim my own brilliance Fear was my education Shut my doors, lest someone may steal Tune off my mind, lest someone may intervene Close my heart lest someone may break it A lifetime sp...
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New Connections
She was 35 years old now. Her mother had divorced her father
when she had been barely 6 years old young. She had no recollection of her
father. Just one or two faint, hazy memories. One of the memories was her
father visiting her at school for a brief 5 min...
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There is no end to the Pain
My feelings are more emphasized
than before.. the urge to smoke, the desire to spit out venomous stuff,
the anger at my mother, the immense irritation with her.. it is all
back, the anger and hurt with someone, the feelings of victimization and
loneline...
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I Seek what I AM !!!
For most of my working life, I have been afraid of public
speaking but three years of sabbatical spent on peace and introspection seem to
have taken their toll on my ego. Back at a job for the last six months, I have been catching
myself feeling nervous and...
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The Date - Not of the Palm Tree
I was getting ready for a date after a men-sabbatical of two
and half long years. My heart pumped molecules of anticipation as I felt like a
teenager going out to meet a man for the first time in her college days. To add to it, his wealth, good looks and ag...
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Glimpses of Myself
I see glimpses of myself Laughing, screaming, reaching for the stars I see glimpses of myself All worry abandoned to the skies I see glimpses of myself Child-like and full of love Then the fog returns Blurring my vision All the mirror reflects Is a heart fu...
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Finding Self !!!
It just dawned upon me. Why he did not need religion or rituals or traditions or culture. Not because he was rebelling nor because he did not have faith; it was simply because he did not need an external frame of reference anymore. He did not need anyone or...
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A Commotion of Emotions
I had a friend. And
that friend became my lover. He was my lover for eight years. He used to
write amorous and devotional poems in my honor. Waking up from my sleep in the
middle of the night, I would find him lovingly stroking my hair or massaging my
feet....
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