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Hmmm…

Why would anyone reply in ‘hmmm’ instead of a simple yes or no?
Is it a state of confusion?
A sign of frustration?
Or hesitation?
May be in agreement..
Or a slight pause before disagreement,
An indication of disinterest?
To express suspicion,
Or demanding clarification?
May be a silent desperate fight to control one’s emotions,
Or  a small sigh before quitting…..

But lately, a slow hmmm had become a convenient reply for her to avoid all difficult inevitable questions.

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ONE THOUGHT


In a room full of educated, liberal minded people, a stimulating exchange of thoughts and ideas was taking place.They unanimously agreed on most socio-political matters.They cheered for the existence of One nation, applauded for One religion and hailed One language.
And then, when someone suggested One caste, it was greeted with stoic silence.

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AIR ‘O’ PLANE

For her 75th birthday, grandma asked me to get her a toy ‘air ‘o’ plane’.I had noticed her fascination for aeroplanes since a newly constructed airport became operational in our town.Her eyes twinkled every time a plane landed.
A few days later, she died  in her sleep holding her aeroplane.
While cleaning her old stuff one day, I found an old paper with a few creases and a hand written message : “Please wait for me till Iam back.I’ll come in this .”
Intrigued, I folded the paper following its creases and it turned into a paper aeroplane.

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DOORMAT

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An expensive and beautiful floor runner was bought for the house.It was so soft, and durable, that everyone wished to step on it. Slowly it got dirty and discoloured due to rough usage and started to resemble a mere door mat.

When it was put for wash, voila! it looked like the runner had come alive, for, it spitted out every speck of dust that ever settled on it and transformed it to become ordinary.The runner infused a new lease of life in itself and turned out sparkling.

Strange, sometimes we learn our own value when others take us for granted.

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DANCING DOLL

The pretty doll happily danced to the rhythm of the wind. The doll’s skirt, torso and head moved in perfect harmony. She was wind’s favourite muse and nature’s happiness.
Suddenly, she stopped dancing one day. The wind got restless resulting in disarray. Someone had wrongly positioned the doll causing a stir in the perfect balance.
Finally, the master had to get down from his pedestal to delicately put back the doll in correct position. Calming the chaos of individual supremacy over equality , the doll danced once again, thus restoring the balance in nature.

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AFRESH

“Let’s start afresh”. He said and smiled.

“Yes, but before that, let me go to the place where it all started”. She said.

“But why?”. He asked.

“Because I want to erase every bit of memory we ever made and then start afresh”. She said.

“You know that is not possible”. He said getting agitated.

“Exactly my point”. She said smiling, putting across her point.

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ONE DAY

One day ,
There will be peace,
A lot of happiness,
And genuine laughter.

One day ,
There will be love ,
A lot of warmth ,
And genuine care.

One day ,
There will be success ,
A lot of accomplishments ,
And true prosperity.

One day , the sun set would look as beautiful as the sun rise.
One day , the rainbow would cease to disappear and the grass would look green on this side too.


I am sure it will all happen One Day.

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CHATBOX

I hold a lot of emotions, love, anger, joys and sorrows.I have seen relationships strengthening and souring as well.Businesses developing and failing too.

I am a mere chat-box , that holds all the emotions and chats .Sometimes I get archived with all the beautiful memories intact and other times, I am ruthlessly deleted, erasing every bit of memory ever made.

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THE MANICURE

She was one of the best customers of the upscale salon who would generously tip the employees there.
Her regular indulgences were manicure and nail art.

The salon employees often debated whether their prized customer had ever worked, lest her beautiful hands get dirty.

How were they to know that she was a serial killer whose poison laden nails were her deadliest weapon.And her regular indulgence was a way to cleanse herself after every murder committed.

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