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“Days rolled into weeks, weeks into months. Our realities were one. We tried, though. We tried to brave it through. Why, I don’t know. We had the power to release ourselves from the shackles that held us, but we didn’t. Were we there for each other, so we didn’t leave one to fend for itself alone? Or were we there because we were just there? I don’t know.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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“But those moments I spent with her on the terrace... I will never forget them. We played like little girls. We saw colours come vividly to life before us. We joked. We laughed. We were us. In those moments when we threw mugfulls of water into the open space, I saw that we were two faces to one soul. She, bucolic. I, urban. She, conventional. I, modern. She, her. I, me. Sisters, the members of a sorority of pain. But the problems were one, real, single.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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“When hope crashes, almost immediately, a future smashes into smithereens- into a thousand broken mirror pieces, while you're left with your pallid, hopeless eyes staring back at you. You hear no sound as the tiny splinters fall into the soulless depths of despair. Somewhere so deep, a chasm akin to a black-hole, that nothing that goes in can ever be brought back. Not even your dreams. Or hopes.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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“If it was in Grief, it was philosophy, if in joy, it was madness. Just the way a philandering flame could be for warmth, or for arson. My hands clutch my stomach, as wave after wave kicked my feet.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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#5

“She felt no pain, the men in surgical scrubs said, but how could they know?
Did they realize that another heart bled as she fought for life?
Did they realize the invisible cord that connected her to me, was still firmly in place despite the only physical one being cut up?
Or did they see those dreams as she did- those years of school, college, fun, happiness and childlike love that would never happen, ever, between them?
Did they know, I wanted to call her Hope?”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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#6

“And maybe, just maybe, there is hope, after all.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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#7

“Death normally has a stealthy way about it. It creeps up behind you and takes you over when you least expect it. But waiting for death, when you can smell him waiting in the corner like a predator- that's a different story altogether.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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“Death to the attacker was a yardstick of success, to the media person and the government, was a mere statistic. But to her, and countless other people, death had a name, a face and a story, and a countless number of emotions. And to each, theirs was the most painful.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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#9

“An hour was all that it needed to put out the fire in your apartment, but I needed a lifetime or more to put out the fire burning me up.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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#10

“She held his hand tightly, as the life support system was removed. Her stomach contracted, she felt like she was being squeezed in the middle, her heart wrenched with grief. She saw his legs wriggle as a last effort to live. And then he was gone.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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#11

“She walked up to the window. It was raining.
The heavens were grieving, too.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, Stories of Hope

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#12

“You see, I don’t go anywhere uninvited, and definitely, not before I am supposed to.”
― Ashay Abbhi, Chronicles of Urban Nomads

tags: death, going, uninvited

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#13

“There was a story etched in each wrinkle on his forehead-the stories any long life can amass but that only a lonely life locks forever.”
― Ashay Abbhi, Chronicles of Urban Nomads

tags: age, death, forever, life, loneliness, lonely, waiting-for-you, wrinkles

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#14

“There was a spring in his carefully measured step. He opened the door and let the sunlight in, as if opening himself up, letting pent-up energy out and, letting the world enter inside- letting the light illuminate him. It was strange to see him like that, a tad amusing perhaps. He had thought it over. He had decided to welcome me with happiness and joy and to present his best self to me, whenever I decide to come.”
― Ashay Abbhi, Chronicles of Urban Nomads

tags: amusing, happiness, joy, self, strange, wait, welcome

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#15

“With every morsel I ate, I looked into her eyes and apologised for not being able to feed her enough. Her eyes, in turn, apologised for not being able to help me in these tough times.”
― Ashay Abbhi

tags: apology, eyes, feed, love, she, times, tough

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#16

“The thing about waiting is that the longer you wait, the more impatient you become.”
― Ashay Abbhi, Chronicles of Urban Nomads

tags: impatience, time, wait, waiting

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#17

“I went closer this time and touched him. He let out a deafening shriek, as if something had pierced into his heart. I held his hand and sat there, admiring the intricate network of life on them. The creases and folds in his body were testament to the cruelty that he had been subjected to in this world. The watery eyes screamed of the pain, the agonising wait to leave this godforsaken place forever, that had given him nothing but pleadings for mercy.”
― Ashay Abbhi

tags: age, creases, cruelty, folds, forever, hands, life, pain, shriek, testament, time, touch, wait

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#18

“The well padded astrologer stroked his corpulent belly, as he stared down intently at his cowrie board. There was a frown on his moon shaped face, a face that had always considered good rich food his birthright, even as he strove to read the cryptic messages that the Gods were strewing before him.”
― Deepti Menon, Chronicles of Urban Nomads

tags: astrologer, bad, birth, fear, good, moon

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#19

“The bubble had subsided, leaving only a tiny scar, but the irrational fear of water never quite left her. I never allowed her to forget, not for a moment.”
― Deepti Menon, Chronicles of Urban Nomads

tags: bubble, fear-water, forget, remember, scar

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#20

“The first time Akash took Supriya to view the pool, I rose up in strident protest, and he was astonished by the way she turned her face away, her eyes filled with terror. “I am petrified of water!” she whispered, as he tried to cajole her to at least put her feet in.”
― Deepti Menon, Chronicles of Urban Nomads

tags: fear, feet, he, petrified, she, terror, water

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#21

“In a while, her eyes felt leaden and she felt sleep overpower her, even as she fought to keep her eyes open. In vain, I tried to churn within her, a little nugget of fear, trying desperately to warn her of impending danger.”
― Deepti Menon, Chronicles of Urban Nomads

tags: danger, eyes, fear, fight, little, nugget, sleep

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#22

“Wounds have a way of settling, even if only enough to let you function and move on with life. Nothing changed in the world around me. Life was spiralling on, like a feather caught in the wind, being blown about this way and that.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, The Doodler of Dimashq

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#23

“Have you had your own, personal earthquake? Here is what it feels like. Your insides feel like they are stretched, ready to explode. And from outside, there is a crushing pressure that is holding you down, pinning you with a force that you’ve never known. You cannot breathe. You cannot move. You cannot understand any of the words that are being said to you. A water curtain falls in front of your face, as tears drench your eyes blurring everything in sight.”
― Kirthi Jayakumar, The Doodler of Dimashq

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