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Mistakes. A common thread that runs through all of us. After all, ‘to err is human’. But, are we allowed to make them? Are
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For once, I wish to dwell. Dwell deeper into the darkness that the night brings and stare at the Moon. In this wide tunnel
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I have written about change a couple of times but on a truer note, I still don’t completely understand it. It still scares me.
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There are a billion people in the world and quite a few in your life. However, the preeminent person in your life will always
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We often do not realize how bound we are by the world until it aches to survive. We crave liberation. Liberation from everything around
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The enchanting tales I hear about this allegedly coveted world called “Adulthood” makes it less and less desirable for me. The inevitable world that
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I’m not alone. I’m by myself.I love my own company, in fact, I prefer it over anyone else’s. I feel at ease when by
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All things come to an end. They’re destined to. The people you cosset today may not be there tomorrow. The things that enrapture you
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Sometimes, a good cry is all it takes. The lip-shivering, bawling, red-eye, sulking, head burning cry is all it takes to shed it off.
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Sometimes you just want to write and write. Write about what aches your heart, what makes you go silent, what puts a smile on

A writer and storyteller at heart. I am pursuing my fourth year as a Film Design student at Symbiosis. I have a keen interest in creative writing, poetry and expressive writing.