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life in a graveyard

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life in a graveyard Episode-2 It reached the gates of the cemetery, boy was overwhelmed. He was acting wild, innocence fled away and there was a dark look on his face. It was an ambulance! I was shook for a moment, and I was in utter confusion when people got a sudden drop after hearing the ambulance and here the boy was overwhelmed. He was waiting for the dead all day long. Staring at the streets he was eagerly waiting for the ambulance. Not stereotyping, but just a fear that normal people have was not there in him.  For days every time I went to college I would steal a peek as usual and once I caught something which is still a scary thought for me. I saw the kid jumping in eagerness to see a coffin and after burying he was still at that place trying to remove the dead until his father screamed at him to go away. I still get goosebumps out of fear. I can't digest the fact neither I can stand in his shoes to understand his behavior.  The next morning, in the same street I...
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Life in a graveyard

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 Life in a graveyard...  Episode-1 Every morning on my way to college, I used to come across this Christian cemetery and steal a peek of a small house in there. It was a huge cemetery on a deserted road with age old trees shading their spell of cold breeze. A rustic small house with shattered windows and moss grown all over, appearance is haunted enough to scare off.    Thoughts crept in my mind about that place all day long. A small child was playing over the relics of an old grave. He was tucked with an old piece of over sized shirt flowing on the waves of the breeze. He had an innocent and intuitive smile. Something was very deep over there, something was hiding behind his smile. Everyday it caught my attention and my whole consciousness. There was a life in death.      Every morning the kid used to play with his small puppy, his mother would be sorting out seeds and his father as usual digging up the soil for the new guests to welcome. D...
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 My love story !! I always thought waking up in the early morning is not my thing and I slept crawling into the bed cozily as if everything that bed needs is a tight hug from his beloved me. Even till now my best love has to be my bed. The whole day I would be awaiting relentlessly caressing him, showing him all the affection I have for him and forgetting the world in him. Ahem, coming out from my session of romanticism, one fine day I pushed all my fears and dared to wake up in the morning. The more I think of waking up, the bed will become cozier, my heart dears to touch him and make some sweet love and cuddle. He is the epitome of love, oh God! Now this sounds cringe, nevertheless but on one fine day with all the blessings from all the spirits of the world, before the Sun's chariot reached the Earth I opened my eyes. Pushed my love away and got up. I was intensely happy and crazy. I couldn't believe myself whether it is really me? I just loved the way it felt, the vibrancy...
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  Sunday? ever a fun day Monday blues are familiar, but now a days Sunday blues are becoming prominent. I know it will be like "monday blues toh thik tha yeh kya hai?" Exactly why Sundays are so freaking boring man! The pain is real. Whole week we will be hell excited for Sunday and when Sunday comes literally it feels like a doom. A dark burst of boredom. Burning calories not by exercise, nor by brain work neither by any physical work but by the most eloquent thought- what to do??? hufff apparently I am so hell bored to even think of boredom! as a matter to think does boredom makes our brain come out with crazy stuff!?? really?😫
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  O n the train In the passenger train of India... After a series of fights for my own reserved seat I got my desired place: side window. Wind hitting on my every strand of hair brought me little bunches of happiness. Fields filled with little pearls, pearls of sweat which brought them sour or sweet feast. Far off there was a sugar industry. Without even looking out one could make out its arrival. The sudden splash of malodorous mist, everyone just wanted it to pass off. Huff! Again the sweet fragrance of fresh flowering, essence of calm aura. long away horizon was colliding with the green cover of gleam. The darkest tunnel came all the way, though we know what it is, suddenly all the childhood scary stories would rewind giving us a sudden chill in the dampness. The dark would pass off! Oh god it sounds like a life lesson, apparently it is. The section of dark in the bright is temporary, it definitely passes on. The moment the train left the tunnel behind, there were a bunch of bli...
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  Scary New year Yayyy it's the new yearrr! New year kind of scares me as well as excites me. Aging and getting responsibility is my biggest fear yet going closer and closer to that desired age is kind of an adrenaline rush with thrill and shrill.  Typical like every one, day before the new year eve I started making long long lists of resolutions which apparently never turns into reality, acknowledging the fact that making a list makes me feel Joyous and puerile lol, literally a 17 and half year old calling herself puerile is an irony though pffft. So yeah after making the lists, celebrating New Year's eve, waking up late in the morning, successfully breaking the very first resolution on the very first day has to be the most desired start of a year. I don't know how to curse myself!( You can do it for me) Umm this feels tiring year but hoping for good things at least a pinch will do! Oh god help this world, if not the whole world few selected little creatures called teens ...
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