“Will you wash an apple for me?” She called out. He was in the kitchen making dosas for himself. She had already eaten hers.
“I could cut it for you.”
“No. I like to have the freedom to waste some apple.” She said seriously and wondered if he will get that. He paused for a second and gave a short bark of laughter. She was happy for that minute.
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Days can be long and short at the same time. Morning was a whirlwind of emotion. Evening seems like a pause. As if waiting for night to come and conclude the day’s existence.
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How do you make non-existent choices? When there is no choice exist but do the one right thing, how are you picking the wrong actions and make the situation a multiple-choice one?
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“khamosh sa afsaana, paani se likha hota, Na tumne kaha hota, na hamne suna hota”
I feel peaceful, curiously so. Like there is no conflict, like all the fight in me has vanished.
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