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Six years back (eighteen-year-oldĀ me)Ā I took a sip of water and put the glass at the counter next to me. My mom and dad sat exactly forty-five degrees from my couch and gazing at me for the past half an hour. It almost beats the symmetry of a random frame from a Wes movie. I had a pen in my hand and two papers stretched out in front of me. Nothing complicated, it was simple, all that I had to do was to sign in one of those. One paper which my parents brought from the highly-rated business management coll...
Tiptoed at the edge of the stairs,a cat glared at me.......Ā Ā Is it good?Ā IāmĀ afraid itĀ doesnātĀ make an engaging start. Tiptoed is a perfect word to start a poem, I guess. Even if itĀ isn't,Ā I will not change it. Seriously?Ā IāmĀ not a robot! This is the twenty-third wordĀ IāmĀ using to replace the word āwalkedā which is followed by āstrolledā,Ā āwanderedā,Ā ātreadedā, and a ton of other fancy words which IĀ havenātĀ ever heard...
Joju- I opened my eyes after a good nap. Who is that? I could barely see anything. Is that Harish? But why he is taller and looking aged? And who are the other people? Why are they surrounding me?Ā It took me a minute to realize that a cuckoo's nest was blocking my sight. I swayed my branch; the cuckoo flapped its wings; I hoist my branch; the cuckoo shrieked, I lowere...
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