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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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What is love?

Untouchable.

Hustling and bustling, two souls intertwined in multiple realities were not bound by fate in this. They lived their respective lives, loved their respective other halves, grew up in their respective manner, completely ignoring the fact that the universe, their... Continue Reading →

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解封

Returning to writing Chinese calligraphy after four long years. This is quaint, almost feeling like I am back home. Feels, regrets, but no turning my back against calligraphy anymore.

So Far Away…

Snowflakes, -5°C, three layers of heat insulating clothes wreathed around her warmly. Christmas songs chiming everywhere, she sauntered around the big Christmas tree, full of exciting ornaments, ranging from little London soldiers to the gigantic splendid star handing just at... Continue Reading →

Faster Than Light

She's there. I twisted my sweaty palms against my clothes, my heart was palpitating so as my breath, sporadic, my thoughts took a dip into the massacre that was happening in me. She's at the side of the lift. I was heading into... Continue Reading →

Not Now. Candour.

This is not going to happen. That was my thought all along, it would never happen, for now. If things came so effortlessly in life, then it might just not happen at all. I looked at her text once more, she... Continue Reading →

Usual Spot

John had his lunch at the same usual spot again, he quietly chewed his time away, without looking at the phone, instead staring around the vicinity, he relished what was outside the confined pixelated screen. The remnants of food was... Continue Reading →

Ghosting

I do not know how to start this piece, and there I go, haphazardly, simply idiotic, letting someone on a pause. Stupid, I am purely, genuinely a coward. She knew some of my feelings for her, she gave me time,... Continue Reading →

Close, But Not Close Enough (Rewritten)

Suit and tie in place, cologne not too overwhelming, my reflection in the mirror gave me the little tinge of courage that I needed. Making sure every inch of my outfit was ironed properly, no creases were allowed in this... Continue Reading →

You Are A Mustard Seed of Miracles

Share some love to this ardent, pundit photographer and his brilliant post idea by visiting and follow his Instagram:  key_to_kye Full length photo below: It is conspicuous that there are too many bad things- vices- and way too little good... Continue Reading →

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