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Symbol
“Where did it go? Why is it going behind me? Oh it’s smelling me!”, she said. As I sat on my knees filming her play with the black cat with the white spots. I believe there are symbols chasing us throughout this journey. Reminders, to know where we started from and how far we have
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Mustaqbil Pt. 2
Dear Aayat, It’s been quite some time since I last wrote you. Last time we talked about being stuck in a limbo of dreams, paths, and choices. Let us continue further on the same. It is important to understand that you don’t owe anyone your life. In your worldly being, you will end up owing
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Normal
“The word normal sounds so abnormal coming out of your mouth,” she said. In that very second, I got a flashback. A distant memory. But I was so involved in talking to her that I set it aside. I thought about it after she went to sleep. She’s right. I never considered myself normal, either.
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Taste
As she shows me stained glasses, rugs, phone covers, notebooks, journals, hangers, and gardens, I’m drawn to think of her impeccable taste. Surprisingly enough, her taste isn’t her entire personality, because to get to that level of flawlessness in taste, you have to have a thousand different niche interests that contribute to building it. It