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A Ray Of Hope For The Tired Soul
Every sprout is a promise to the seed Every invention is a tribute to the need Every intention welcomes a new deed Every incarnation is the birth of a creed When everything new bids farewell to old Each new day hands me memories to hold Every literature gives me thoughts to mold Every tragedy leaves…
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Death
A very old poem I wrote when I was suffering from clinical depression and couldn’t see any hope ahead. They say life is not a bed of roses You say everyone goes through one But tell me, dear, for once Do you know what it is really like? To witness life as a…
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The Demon Inside Me
They say everyone has a demon to fight, I have met mine. It sits between my heart and throat, I fear if it wakes up, It won’t let me move. I fear, either it would pierce my heart open or project my inner darkness on the world. Sometimes I fight, often I lose; I sit…
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The Boiling Point Of Blood
Can I ask you a question? You sure can. What’s the boiling point of water? It’s 100-degree Celsius I suppose. What’s the boiling point of blood? Why do you ask such an absurd question? Well, I’ve always had my haemoglobin low. So, I wonder that’s where all my blood goes. It boils & evaporates in…
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Smile
As a small kid, I yearned for an elder sister. I did have cousins who were in their late teens. But they lived in the village and we could afford to visit them only once a year- during the summer vacation. Summers in rural Odisha during the early ’90s when inverters were yet to become…
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Why I think Indian women are the most vulnerable to mental health issues?
Can love exist without respect? This is a question that I always find myself pondering upon. I come from a place where love was found in abundance. Whether it’s my own family, my friend circle, or neighborhood, there was no dearth of well-wishers. I never had to face any discrimination based on my gender or…
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Mental Health during Lockdown: Lessons I learned from my tryst with depression
How the survival skills I learned trying to combat depression is helping me survive lockdown
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अब आगे क्या?
कभी कभी जब राहें चलते चलते एक अंत पर आती हैं तो खुद से मन पूछ बैठता है- अब आगे क्या? बस यही है अंत सभी उड़ानों का? क्या सचमुच यही है अंत- अनंत में ढूँढता है उत्तर अपने ही प्रश्न का एक वक़्त था जब पैरों में सामर्थ्य नहीं था खड़े होने का…
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The autumn dew
Waking up on an autumn morn, I can hear the silence everywhere. Neither the rattling noise of the fan Nor the clicking of the AC stabilizer, The morning is here without the dawn And I feel a little closer to the nature. A faint streak of light far in the sky, Glistening like a…
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A life full of stories
I am sharing what ‘I Saw and I Learnt‘ at BlogAdda.com in association with DoRight.in. While I was ornamenting my name written on the front page of my old diary, a little boy peeped into it. There was a hope of new creation. It isn’t uncommon for me. I have often watched these little kids-…
The BIOSCOPED Life 