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The Isle of Forgiveness
When my grandfather opens his eyes, he finds Himself in a world devoid of the warmth he had Once shown to strangers. Continue reading
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WHEN IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY
When it’s your birthday and all you can think of is the past, Then the time has come for this question to be asked, Why would you feel so despondent as the tears forcefully pull Splurging today’s pleasures, looking at the glass half-full? You’re here today, on your feet, and stronger than before, Life’s Continue reading
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THE YOUNG OF NEPAL
The young of Nepal live in crowded streets while moving their hips to Beyonce’s beats. They wear their lion-sized hearts on their sleeves and protect the tinges on rhododendron leaves which curl upwards and give them new life untangling sheepishly like a khukri knife. The young of Nepal walk among bushes and trees and Continue reading
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SHADOWS
It’s not you but a very close resemblance of your scarf falling across your neck like a bent leaf trudging across the windows of an old brownstone laced with rust; it’s not you but the everlasting smell of teenage regret and images of an unexciting and aggrieved past. It’s not your voice but the Continue reading
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ADMISSION
I’ll call you under trying circumstances but there is still going to be a tiny bit of fragility, a little bit of tenderness hidden inside this crevice I don’t know why you never show that side of yours to the world, I can only guess but it strikes me before I can call out your Continue reading
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Book Review: THE MAHABHARATA
This version of the Indian epic ‘The Mahabharata’ which was compiled by former Chief Minister of Madras and the first Governor-General of independent India Mr Chakravarty Rajagopalachari, offers insights into the thinking and mindsets of men who existed a million years ago and how Dharma (a sense of righteousness) should always be upheld. I Continue reading
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AT A LOSS
During those long-running conversations regarding who will cook the dinner and who gets to do the dishes there was one moment of truth I uncovered from within those dark crevices you lovingly call eyes We were huddled in front of the television with the cat curled up inside the warmth of our laps which Continue reading
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RENDEZVOUS
Entwined by an emblazoned fire within our hearts sitting dangerously close to the banks of the river where our feelings have been washed ashore along with the blood that marred this tiny indiscretion But I still check myself before I utter those precious three little words- words that brought disgrace in paradise and I Continue reading
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NEW YEAR’S DAY
We’re lying together in that small fold-out couch we call a bed, waking up after yet another night on the bender, exchanging experiences for vodka when you lean in, pull me closer, touch my earlobe and say what you have never felt so strongly before I smile, get up from the couch and Continue reading
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ONLY HEART
How hard do you think it is for me when I no longer see you beside me after I have woken up from yet another night of having slept dreamlessly when you comfort me, tell me that everything is alright How does it really feel when you know that you’re always on my mind? Continue reading
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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