Mark Those Memories

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Rewinding cassettes with pencils, getting 5 rupees a day to buy poppins or rol-a-cola, timing your study time to end just in time to catch the latest episode of the Flintstones or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, changing the channel the minute the Saffola boy or the Nirma Aunties came on, shaking a leg to spice […]

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I love. I love not.

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With thoughts that don’t match the expression. Cocksure one day, confused the next. Ecstatic for a while, livid for another. I love, I love not. I went back and forth on this post a few times, opened the images, looked at them, tried to figure out what to write, didn’t and then shut them to get back […]

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Momentary Stillness

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We are all runners. We run to get ahead. We are all runners. But when do you stop, to catch that momentary breath. I’ve been running for the past 3 years. At something, for something but the only time I feel still is with blaring music in my ears just before I doze off at […]

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The Haunting

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During the day, I don’t believe in ghosts. At night, I’m a little more open minded. It’s behind me isn’t it? That was the constant thought I had during this shoot, hence the lack of smiles. Actually the lack of a smile can also be attributed to the severe state of exhaustion during this blog […]

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