Tag: Love
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This one’s for you my Love
When I was around 12 years old, I had the (mis)fortune of observing a girl’s (Indian) wedding from very close quarters. While most people partied, danced, ate and generally wasted themselves to death, something about the society’s norms and expectations from a girl and her family turned me off. Like, massively. My prince charming for…
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Stranger
To share with the familiar No burdens To share with the friend No hurdles Will you be my Stranger? Listeners who only talk Talkers who only babble Babblers lost in their cacophonous minds Everything’s a squabble Will you be my Silence? Many have come And taken Many have drunk And walked away shaken Will you…