Author: Neketra
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From dust, to dust…
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The coal burnedBurnt the night awayOn my hookah Red embers on the metalBurning bright The solitary light in my dark room It turned into ashAt the end of my hedonism…
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G’s betrayal
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Gabriel stared at the blue mass, just yonder. The mass speckled with spots of green. This was the mass that Gabriel’s boss was obsessed with nowadays. He too was rather…
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Our Exchanges – 1
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These are a series of exchanges between myself and Monsieur P. I was torn between keeping them for myself and putting it up here. I finally decided to put them…
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A chance encounter…
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Day-1 She looked down.And met the gaze of the woman who was staring back at her.Her kohl rimmed eyes were watery with tears. So was the woman’s.She leaned over a…
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A Confluence of Cultures….
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Let’s cut straight to the chase, shall we?As exciting as it is, to belong to two very diverse and different cultures, I know for one-it can be terribly taxing!Born of…
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The case of an Accidental Death
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She had been 24 then. It was horrible.She had been left, scarred. Both outside and from within. And.She hadn’t been kissed ever since. She is 26 now.There was a suitor.…
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The Fisherwoman
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Just the other day, I visited the fishmongers. Needless to say, it had been a very messy business. As I walked through tiny alleyways, I saw a plump fisherwoman haggle…
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Nostalgia : The art of yearning
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As I sit here, in the confines of my room, busy as a scribe, I write this article. It isn’t an article, nay; in fact, this is a letter from…
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A Rite of Passage (an excerpt)
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Sultana Bibi looked the girl up and down. She was pleasant to look at, with fair skin and thick, long hair. But she didn’t have it in her. She shook…
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The portrait of a Man
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A lot has been touted about the beauty of a woman. Sonnets have been sung, poems have been written, entire pieces dedicated to her praise.But I invite you, dear reader,…