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Connaught Place by Arunima

People watching in Connaught Place Chai sutta in hand (I’m a coffee lover But what the hell) And I sit there Till poison turns to ash. Delhi is beautiful- For even in its busy places There are stops within the crowd To […]

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Longing by Arunima

I’ve begun to learn what longing means. It’s not the post 2 am missing- It’s the 8 am Getting ready to work And bam! You long for them As you shove cereal into your mouth Because you’re late. Missing is when you […]

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Other World

Sometimes I go through my day Functioning on autopilot. I speak when I’m spoken to I respond with a nod or a smile Just enough to not seem absent. I’m sorry if I zoned out Sometimes it’s impossible To get out of […]

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‘The Love That Didn’t Last’ by Arunima

Two steps ahead Then I fall back four. I get distracted often, But for how long? They’re not you. I look for you In the eyes of other men Hoping to see someone Playing the piano By the moonlight Better than you […]

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Looking For The Light by Arunima

This romanticization of the ‘troubled genius’ is something we need to let go of. No, it’s not okay to suffer – it doesn’t look cool. You’re not supposed to suffer to make good art. In fact, the clearer your mind, the better the art.

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Chaos by Arunima Gururani

Sometimes I feel trapped Like unsaid thoughts Chained to a body, Emotions that are meant to be screamed Are muffled and choked Under a thick blanket of society… I feel the world crumble Into pieces that don’t fit And I feel myself […]

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Goodbyes Are A Tradition Now

I used to feel sad and emotional about goodbyes. Going from my In-Laws’ to my Mom’s, from my Husband’s to my Father’s or from my Brother’s to my Grandparents’ – every single goodbye is equally painful. Oxymoronically, it comes wrapped with a […]

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