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Was it that the sky cried because I did not? It let go because I could not? It thundered because I stayed silent? Perhaps. Age cracked in the blues up above and let out a howl of freedom, choosing childhood. I let go. The cold droplets traced my cheeks as I stopped amidst my shelter…
Blink. Blink. Blink. The cursor stared at me like a reprimanding elder. I stared back, begging for time. The time had passed. The blog had been overdue two weeks. The blank document held hostage any inspiration that my mind could produce. Blank white space. The kind of white brides dress up in, a mark…
The whistle pierced through the silent night. Then came a bang. Thud! Thud! She peeked out the window into the dark, cold hours. This time, the whistle rang sharper into her ears disturbing the stillness of night’s dark cloak. The watchman cycled past, a whistle jutting from his chest pocket, a heavy stick clutched in…
I’ve asked myself this question every DAY. Who is a Guru? Honestly, I’ll never know. An inexplicable four lettered word. In not knowing I understand the true definition. Something undefined, unknown and incomprehensible. The closest word I’d put my finger on is- Magical. The word ‘Guru’ prevails back to ages ago in the Indian traditions.…
“It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.” – J.K Rowling “But compsci lands you high paying jobs!” “Are you out of your mind?” “Why would someone leave such a high standard degree?” Advices poured on me like hail hitting the earth during winter. I must be…
I’ll be downright honest. I’m no computer geek. I don’t dream in algorithms and live through my day in code. If someone had shown me a snippet in java last year, I’d have thought of it as some not so artistic poem. But then again, life signed me up for a compsci degree as I…
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