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UnDead
I was sitting at my office bay, and someone called my name. I was deep in my Excel sheet, doing the usual analysis for my client.“P!”I looked up and blinked. I was thinking of something while cross-checking my Excel tabs, but I was not sure what I was actually doing. What was I thinking?My colleague — read more
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The Forgotten
The snow had gathered in the corner of the trenches. The soil was dark and grey, wet and muddy, bloody and restless. It had been a hundred and one days since our soldier was inside those trenches. We do not know his name. We don’t need to know his name, where he is from, where — read more
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An Anguish
The speaker reminisces about their experiences in Berlin and reflects on their conflicting feelings about returning to India. They discuss the complexities of nationalism, cultural identity, and safety for women, ultimately expressing the struggle of balancing love for their home country with the desire for change and progress. — read more
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Merci
The summer is here in Europe, and I have been living in this wonderful city of Berlin for the last two years, tucked away safely, travelling from one country to another every few months, presenting myself as a cool and new self on my Instagram. This is what I think about all the time – — read more
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