freedom
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Listening to Opeth and dreaming of freedom
She taps her fingers on the windowpane while listening to Opeth. Within her, there’s this thirst for freedom, a need to escape the Sphinx by solving its riddles. But what is this menacing, monstrous Sphinx, though? It’s a plethora of things combining to form one grotesque creature, ranging from a Brahminical upbringing steeped in caste,… Continue reading
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Eden
To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring – it was peace. – Milan Kundera I’m sitting on the veranda of the old mountain cottage, looking at the verdant valley when, through the deep caves of thought, I hear… Continue reading
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Light
Remember when we usedto stand on the dividerat ten in the night andwatch the passing cars,there was something aboutthe light they emitted:broad beamssweeping across the darknesslike an ethereal ideablanketing the rough terrainof a jaded mind,a spark of blessedness,simple and antitheticalto problem-solving afterhours of rumination,the mellower orange splashesfrom the street lampsadded to the allure,saturating us with… Continue reading
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Ordinary Person is a guy who likes to write. He writes fiction, essays, poems and other stuff.
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