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A dollop of darkness and a drop of sunshine.

It has been a long while my friends since I wrote anything in this space. Never has an injury to my right hand (which I have had one too many of ) affected me as much as now. I am impressed with the hunger I feel to write.



I used to be called callous, insensitive
Was never happier.
The minute I started to give a damn
The tragedy started.
The tragedy called life
Where people you used to love
Became completely different persons
So much so that
You think you wanted a disclaimer
That things could go horribly wrong!
But maybe this is the disclaimer
For the next time.
Writing all this, I look in the mirror
And see a completely different person
Than the years before.
Role reversals
Shape shifting
By the tendrils of time.
I want to be who I was
And also who I am.
A dollop of darkness and a drop of sunshine.
Aloof and caring at the same time.
How to achieve all this

When I can’t even tie my shoe laces on? 


And to my poets united friends. The post came before the motif. So the explanation maybe a bit contrived. So my take is that this piece is an appreciation of the effect of time upon our lives. 

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  1. I wish you a speedy recovery. May you experience healing in your hand and may you write much much more...

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    1. Thank you so much! :) My right hand is alright already

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  2. "Aloof and caring at the same time." If you ever figure this out I'd like to know the answer. (I too hope you are soon better and writing again abundantly)

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  3. That last sentence really ties it up, even if the lace is untied

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  4. I want to be who I was
    And also who I am.

    This sums up a familiar conundrum.

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  5. So much so that you think you wanted a disclaimer !
    Truth spoken !

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  7. " the tendrils of time." oh...soooo love this Samyuktha...

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  8. How to achieve all this? - The big question stands tall and strong in front of us!Beautifully expressed :)

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