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The balance of happiness
Without meaning to, life can become a trading exercise in which we give something with the expectation of receiving something else in return. That’s when it gets complicated. When the assumptions of one or both becomes entangled in the belief that happiness lies in a like-for-like exchange of sentiment or gifts, or perhaps effort. Sometimes,…
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A gentle neglect
It is better to die of violence, swift and decisive, than to die of a gentle neglect, slow and painful. The violent episode holds the promise of a quickened relief from the anguish of life, while being abandoned offers a view of our decaying spirit, while tortured by hope. Living with hope is a curse…
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A life beyond being
Without experiencing the joy of living, life will remain a dutiful encounter. Similarly, without experiencing the sweetness of true love, love will feel like a need to serve and to be served. It is only in connecting with an experience beyond what we imagined to be the limits of what is possible, that we begin…
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Hopeless dreams
A dream without hope taunts us more than it comforts us. It teases us with its distraction while we indulge in it, but reminds us that we believe we’re unworthy of it when we cast our gaze once more towards reality. When we believe in our dream, we’ll find the signs and the opportunities to…
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Don’t deny your heart
Silence can never render the heart’s true yearnings irrelevant or obsolete…it only makes it more torturous until fulfilled…if ever The heart’s true yearnings slowly morph into unfulfilled moments of angst that are beyond explanation or reason Sleep soon escapes us as we try to busy ourselves with the urgencies of life in our efforts to…
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The ultimate rebellion
Living romantically, despite the horrors of life, is the ultimate protest It’s the obstinate rebellion against those who wish to rage, because they have no peace to give It is the cry of the lover for his beloved The anguished heart searching for peace The lonely soul searching for home To see beauty when surrounded…
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True love is never lost
Fate has a way of giving us what we ask for when we don’t realise we’re asking for it. It is the yearnings of the soul that calls out to the heavens, while our mouths utter pleas that are born of the distractions of needs. Needs are ephemeral. They pass through us like the passing…
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Restless souls write
Restless souls write Anxious souls read Complacent souls pay no heed And then there’s me. Fitting uncomfortably in each space, while not fitting in at all. There’s a blessing in being anomalous. It spares us the slavery of living by rules. But blessings don’t occur without burdens, and the burden of being anomalous is the…
