Thoughts suppressed into oblivion often resurface in the cocoon of solitude. Habits engraved into the core of the system spring out as question marks looming large, demanding a justification for their own inconsequential existence.
That is when courage shoved deep into a pit of negativity, reason ensnared in arguments devoid of it and ideas vibrant in their tranquility emerge in union, as my muse.

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My days are spent
Singing along with the wind.
Often reduced to a mere adornment,
I exist in many a guise
Hidden in every nook and corner
Of nature's nursery.
As the breeze rustles through leaves
I come into being,
For hung in the homes of men
Seldom can drafts sneak in
Through the crevices to play with me.
My tunes liberated by greenery may get
Suppressed by walls,
But I keep humming inaudibly,
Being the wind chime that I am.

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Despair not, watching
Your candidness cast away
In disdain. For the ways of
The world are such that
Stained glass is valued more than
Its transparent counterpart.

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We aim to achieve equality through reservations.

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'To-Let' read the sign hanging from the rusty handle of the closed door. He would have walked past, but something about the dilapidated house kept him rooted to the spot. A desire to peep in for a short tour, rose wave-like and engulfed him from within. Before he could regain control over his faculties, he found himself being propelled towards the structure that had surely been exquisite once but had now succumbed to the ravages wrought over a period of time. His heart paused ever so slightly before the beats quickened as he turned the handle to push the door open.

In he walked, bringing with him a new lease of life for her soul that had often sheltered many in need, but had ended up trampled and vacated before the contracts could be renewed. Once again she had stood renovated, waiting to play the host just as she had done every other time, for only a newly inflicted injury could obliterate the previous scars. Now as she looked on overwhelmed by a fulfilling sense of calm while his fingers ran along the multiple stitches on her heart and made them fade away as though they had never existed, she knew for sure that her search for the perfect tenant had come to an end.

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Ignowledgable
= Ignorant + Knowledgeable (adjective)

Meaning: One who feigns ignorance despite having full knowledge of the concerned topic.

Example: He was thoroughly unprepared for the test and the topper of the class sitting next to him claimed the same. But ultimately the topper aced the test as usual, thus turning out to be ignowledgable.

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Each one is driven perpetually by the desire to be different. Doesn't that place us all in the same boat eventually?

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In a cupboard under the stairs, she found the old cassette player beside a huge cardboard box containing her collection of cassettes. Scratches aplenty, none were broken though. The tapes had come out of a few and all were covered in dust. Just then she noticed that a cassette was still stuck in the player, its reel entangled between the belt and the rollers. She pressed the buttons on the player and took out the cassette. Untangling the tape and putting it back in neatly, she pressed 'Play'. As the room was filled with the lively rhymes that she used to sing all day and learn by heart as a toddler eons ago, she could not help but admire the longevity of things that were now considered old school, like the cassettes, yellowed and brittle pages of books in her library, faded hand-written letters hidden in between their pages and the typewriter sitting on her desk that had once given form to the novels written by her father, because all of these had aged gracefully. Unlike their subsequent fragile replacements, they had never let go of the memories locked within.

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Haste :: Myopia -
Restricted vision that sees nearby objects and considers only the immediate impacts. Faraway entities and long term consequences are not on the radar till they come too close, too late.

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Forests would outshout Parliaments, if trees could speak!

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