A conversation with god on the couch
"hm, will, um, everything be alright? with everyone? the world, the people, and all the problems, will we survive? ah, what do you think? i don't know, that's why i asked you."
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"hm, will, um, everything be alright? with everyone? the world, the people, and all the problems, will we survive? ah, what do you think? i don't know, that's why i asked you."
coffee from fuelzone// the prospect of seeing your face// my friend’s laughter filling the mess during lunch hour// Mama’s daily calls// attendance//
"Trying to wash off the dye stain, taint of loneliness, by seeking refuge in someone else, will make you internally displaced from yourself, refugee forever."
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Writer: Sanvi Rawat Being back home, under the warm embrace of my mother, with meals fresh and full of love, and evenings spent playing cards, makes me reevaluate just how…
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i sit down for the plane ride back to my house— it is no longer my home; i am only a guest.
"Homes are aglow, wrapped in threads of light, Diya flames flicker, tender and bright, Warming walls and streets, bringing life to stone, While laughter mingles in the air, and joy is sown.'"