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The pursuit of the query “Who am I ?” destroys all other thoughts. I ask myself relentlessly this question over and over again. Who am I? What is my role in the bigger scheme of things? Where is the life leading me? Is it the right path I have chosen or let’s say have I [...]

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They say that morning dream often come true and many a times dreams also indicate some future events. There are also different interpretations to what a specific dream may mean.
I had a strange dream two days back. It must have been three in the morning and I was in a half awakened state I [...]

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I am a dream weaver. I am alive only when I dream. I am a haunting melody echoing in the woods, the lonesome moon princess gliding through the marbled floors of the night.
I am the twilight rain, Silent, mysterious. I am the mist that slowly descends over hills, rivers, valleys, woods and towns. I [...]

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All through the day the merciless sun spat fire and the intense unbearable heat devoured everything that lay under the burning summer sky. A sky that was barren except for some patches of gloomy clouds drifting aimlessly.
I watched the dull vacant scene outside my window. Nothing stirred. Not a single leaf. A crow sat on [...]

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Here’s a variation on the 15 books that have left the strongest impression. Making this, I find that some of those on the prior list didn’t make it to this one. These can be fiction or otherwise. And if you feel like it, a phrase of explanation for each one would be cool.
Tag some [...]

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I had been wanting to write this post for a very long time now but whenever I began to write somehow my fingers stopped working, my mind went blank and something told me to let it be for some more time.
I guess I have lost the link to the previous two posts in the [...]

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“Dreams are illustrations… from the book your soul is writing about you.”
Marsha Norman
I am a dreamer. My mind is a canvas where my body, my mind and my soul paint vivid pictures with details which I normally not remember in waking state. The fact that I mostly remember all my dreams makes me wonder if [...]

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This is the second post of the series The Light , The Healer and The Muse
This post is about a very special woman who helped me heal in one of the worst time of my life. She is not just my healer but also a friend and my akka ( sister).
When I speak of heart [...]

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Well the title is not my invention ..It came drifting to me from Roberto’s dream weaving. I don’t think he will sue me for copyright violations.
This will be a series of three posts The Light, The Healer and The Muse. Each is connected to the other and is an important part of [...]

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There is so much silence around even with the rain poring down ceaselessly. Everything seems to be in a serene meditative state. The trees, the flowers, the birds. All absolutely Still.
I look at the sky full of swollen clouds .. and step out .. it takes a few moments for the rain to seep [...]

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