Coconut Sweetheart

You, I must say, are a beauty. I won’t hold my emotions back this time. I don’t care however people may judge me for being this explicit about my feelings. I haven’t met you, but you have become a friend. Before you, after my breakup, whoever I talked to, even my old male friends, seemed to me as deceptive as my ex boyfriend, with a hidden malicious intent somewhere in their hearts, some selfishness. After 6 months, now that feeling has started to fade away and believe it or not, it’s because of you.

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Language- commodity or identity?

In my Hindi generic lectures in college, the teacher teaches us that an individual meets together to make a group, mostly ethnic, the ethnic groups together form a community, establishing its rules and regulations, and many communities join together to form a society. One such society is a nation. So, if we derive, one individual is what makes a nation or in other terms, an individual is the smallest unit of a society such as a nation.

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A Day with Me

The banned talks, postponed meetings

Standing nearby the sea

Losing the fret of worldly fears

Leaving aside the time of spree

Stopping the clock, breathing the breeze

After accomplishing a long journey

Diminishing the load of responsibility

Reposing my psyche and body

To spend some time with a close friend

To breathe-in life, in a day with me

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