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During their brief trysts of speaking to each other for a few minutes, he had noticed a sudden spurt in his productivity levels lasting at least for the next thirty minutes, from the aftermath of their parting, a semi-conscious state of being, resembling the gentle sound of ocean waves incoming towards the shore, coupled with … Continue reading Read, Write, Think, Repeat. Please.
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After many months, Sins woke up sweating, not because he had weird dreams but because it had become hotter than normal in Bengaluru, India, much to his consternation, as if the weather sought to dampen his new found enthusiasm for sobriety and clarity of thought. But, on the contrary, he realized, the approaching summer and … Continue reading The World Is Your Oyster. Own It. Live It.