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201
Every time I open this blog, I think about the funny nature of its existence. Not just the 200 written pieces but also the volumes of poetry and prose resting on my drive without purpose. So many poems are even lost, on paper or digital notes. Class notebooks are covered with lyrics in the back […]
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Do You Remember?
I read the older blogs today and it feels like I have always been a narcissist. It comes out best when I am writing in a pedantic complex pattern about myself or my activities. No wonder I could not write a good piece of literature whenever I wanted to, the only thing I feel is […]
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Oceans
There is a fine line, Where our oceans meet, They decide our times, As you sleep, And I write.
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A Broken Streak
Well, I could not write for a couple of weeks. But here I am with an update as the runs kept coming. On Sunday, I climbed Croagh Patrick Hill. A hike that is well deserved the title of a pilgrimage, not because of the humble church at the peak, but the experience of knowing the […]
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Day 4 Running
Word of the run: Rain It was a good day, it was supposed to be a rest day and then suddenly something called me out in my running shoes. Something seems to be working about this exercise, somehow, I want to run and write. I hope this continues. Rain engulfed the entire atmosphere today, I […]
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Day 3 Running
Word of the run: Naruto! I got myself a running gift in the form of these lovely earphones, the powerbeats pro. Music can move the ocean and the ocean can move the winds, and finally, I can move. Naruto was my first anime, a full-length dive into the culture made me realise just how much […]
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Day 2 Running
Word of the run: Pain Every step was closer to a cramp. There was a beautiful sunset, a couple of loving adorable dogs, and many phone calls. All of which I loved, just not the run itself. It felt like my body resisted any jump or stress on the legs. I was walking back with […]
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Day 1 Running
Word of the run: Wind As there is shame in not accomplishing a task, I want to use it to my advantage. Here is a series of what should be a streak of writing and running. My first run in Galway, next to the Atlantic was wild as the ocean was all charged up. I […]
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Sea Green
If I were to summarize my life in colours, I would say I was born Green. Next to a tree that was later taken away for a phase that was rather Maroon, dry land with comparatively lesser rain. In 2020, I would say I had a life that was Pink in colour. There was death […]
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The Ease of Forgetting
I forgot to write again. Because I was comfortable, somewhat happy. Somewhere between comfortable and ignorant, right next to being happy. Enough elements to distance me from the routine check of oneself. If all the screws are intact. Now that I look closely, the whole system looks corroded, I see can see the screws tightly […]
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