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Surviving the test of Time

Showing you don’t care is easy, you throw the person out of all equations and ignore their very existence. But to truly mean you care for someone is an arduous task, for it is more than any spoken words, you nurture hope, you surround with empathy, you defy all perturbations, you essentially embrace a person without reasoning and never get influenced by any externalities to define your love.

And if you see someone who you thought cared for you but because of circumstantial incidents the person drifted away, well my friend then that person never truly cared for you. Ethereal bond survives time, never diminishes its shines and that heart will throb with increase escalation even when you are meeting after eons. My love for you is such, it has and will survive the test of times

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Afflatuz Post – The Mules

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The Mules

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Unsaid Parting

I think the separation that hurt the most is when people drift apart without knowing the reason? Reticent mind, painful silence, and arduous vagueness, all teasing the worn-out heart, making parting such a devilish experience. Then there exists this pretentious thought, which peeps from the grayness and through the hazy window of a murky mind, giving the delirious heart to raise a tender chance of a fast diminishing hope, ironically making egress a difficult task to fathom.

Emotions blemishing sanity, eyes brandishing gargoyle vision and mind oscillating between sudden sparks of blithe and many bursts of sorrows. Often a lifetime goes by seeking answers and then at the end the mind buries the battered soul in a shell, trying to survive the life, as we call, an ostensible paradise.

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Ostentatious – A Flash Fiction

Crawling her thoughts in the crevices of her heart she died a thousand deaths every day, and those nights when she was in the company of her miscreant mind, she battled several torrid times. Yet every morning she woke up, put her make up, displayed a brave face and much against her wish she wore that ostentatious smile. And she survived

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Nosegay – A Flash Fiction

A loner I was, and a peripatetic soul, never rested at one place, in search of something that my heart never conjured. From crowded streets to desolate places, I traversed all without much respite, for an unruly restlessness crowded my mind. And in search of nothingness, I became a vagabond. Then one day as the fragrance of some nosegay wrapped around the waist of a damsel drove me wild. And I followed her along, behind the boulders, across the mountains and in the bed of the ocean,  it was peace at last. 

 

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Nosegay – A Poem

An uncalled longing,
the gyrations of many submerged thoughts,
blooming of a few dormant smiles
and craving of a million defiant hearts,
all happens at once
when the blinding fragrance
of some incessant nosegay
erupts my long lost love

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Nosegay – A Thought

The feel of yesteryears rush through my veins when the scent of your wild nosegays casually brushes my heart

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Afflatuz Post – By The Shore

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By The Shore

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Air India Experience and The Movie – “October”

Because of the sociopolitical issues and subsequent flying restrictions over certain countries, United Airlines stopped all services to India. Ever since United started it Newark – New Delhi Non-stop, it was my obvious choice and I was at loss thinking which airlines to choose for my yesterday’s travel. I hate hops, and the best possible option left was Air India. Non-Stop New York to Delhi in straight 15 Hours.

I was skeptical, for there were so many bad reviews about Air India on the worldwide web. But I was pleasantly surprised. The Staff was cordial, food decent, and the business class flatbed spacious and comfortable.

On my way to Delhi, I watched a couple of movies. And the one movie that stayed with me till this moment is “October”. An indifferent Hotel Management trainee, who was never happy one day found one of his colleague in a deep coma because of a freak accident.  The last word she said before meeting with her fate was his name. The girl was a mere acquaintance to him and the way he develops bonding with her while she was subconscious was absolutely mesmerizing. The girl eventually dies, but in the process changed the protagonist for good.

There is something I wanted more from the movie, and a tinge of restlessness still clouds my mind.

If abstract movies are not for you, I will not recommend. But if you are into parallel cinemas, this is one movie you should definitely watch.

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Glib

Do you ever think for a trice
before launching your thoughts
for when you say those golden words
I weave many dreams of possibilities
entwined in your emblem of trust
and burgeon forward
with faith up in my sleeves

But then you recede
retracting all said and unsaid verse
next time if you plan to arrive
keep your glib under a serious check
and allow me to survive

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