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April 22, 2015


When it rains…

My earlier post made Indi di write poetry. Reading which made me think about rain. It might have been in my school years that I first fell in love with the rain. Heavy downpour early morning would mean kids got a reason to stay home, but I would go to school with double the enthusiasm. Walking through the uncharacteristically empty and dark corridors, I would hear the sound of my footsteps echo, intermingled with the sound of falling raindrops. It…

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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 8

omoraboti, my friend farha has made that stirring banner.   “eternity is said not to be an extension of time but an absence of time, and sometimes it seemed to me that her abandonment touched that strange mathematical point of endlessness, a point with no width. occupying no space.” ~~~ graham greene, the end of the affair ~~~ she leaned over him and peered at his face intently. every plane, rise, fall, and curve of it, why was it so…

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Arshi FF : Not Cut Out For Love

not cut out for love: chapter 9

INDEX   the ocean lay flat and endless, gleaming in the morning sun; fluffy white cumulus clouds took their place across wide blue skies, far away in the distance a thin arc invited… horizon. a squabble of seagulls rose from an unseen corner and flew past the sun. the sound of water murmured all around, and there was a touch of frangipani in the scent of the land. sand. powdery, soft, fawn coloured sand stretched far and uncluttered along the…

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