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Without me
My best friend died last year,
Someone else became his heaven.
Paintball
It
was
never
her fault.
She was caught
in the cross fire,
with a broken heart.
Copyright โธ Megan Pereira 2022
Pic Credits : Paintball Cop by Blek le Rat
ฦวสษสสส ีกษฆึ สึ ส สึ สสึ ีก
It was a moonlit midsummer night, as the church bells clanged to the toll of midnight & the owls hooted spotting their prey. Homeward, he quietly slipped down the listless streets, when he was suddenly met by an apparition so grotesquely strange, he was both transfixed & horrified. There stood a young lady in a flowing white saree, her skin deathly pale, her lips of cherry wine & her long hair was velvet black. She looked like deathโs bride. But her eyes. Those scared him the most. For they were white orbs of nothingness that gleamed in the menacing moonlight. She pointed one long skeletal finger at the man & commenced chanting a spell in dialects no mortal had ever lived long enough to learn.
Thatโs how most ghost stories begin, but not this one.
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In a world where instead of causing deaths & infection, the corona virus imparted strange behavior among the Earthians.
28th Yraurbef, 1202
Dear Winston,
I long to be on your side of the city, studying botany in the cool forests of green & gazing up at the starry nights with my head against the soft green grass. I hope you have found your escape, from pain & life. For you were never really one of The Infected, I know that now. The propaganda TV declares that it is winter, but the Earth sings the song of Spring, while the state refuses to acknowledge the existence of Earthian Warming. But these are one of their lesser faults, which I shall narrate to you in detail, knowing that very soon this letter will burn to ashes in one of The Kingdomsโ many Towers of Destruction that line the outskirts of this town.
The 2002 war/drama film, The Pianist, directed by Roman Polanski, who himself is a Holocaust survivor, vividly portrays the painful reality of possessing a Jewish identity in Nazi-occupied Poland during WW2.
๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐'๐ฌ
In the eye-opening documentary on โThe Lunchbox Legendsโย we are introduced to the bustling, fast-paced world of Dabbawalaโs like Kiran Gavande & Dashrath Paardhi, who are members of the Mumbai Dabbawala Association.ย
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Originally byย Babatunde Aremu
God's insatiable craze, For fashion runs like oceans. He has a face-lift, Do liposuction & implants, Have a tummy tuck, And even brigthens his teeth. All in the name of fashion, Its just crazy fashion.
Why this rat race? Why tampering with humanly beauty? Is Man no more perfect? Are these really fashion? No, they are destruction. In the name of fashion, Its just fashion crazy.
๐๐ช๐ถ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ต๐ผ ๐๐ช๐พ๐ผ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ป๐ฎ๐ผ๐ผ!
While thinking about what to write about this International Women's Day, instead of writing about what women have done, this time I have chosen to thank our mothers, sisters, & grandmothers for what they have not done.ย
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Melting like molten iron in a Blacksmiths forge.
Emerald eyes glitter in the mellow twilight, like lifeless lagoons framed in a silver sea.
Taaffeite-like puddles begin bleeding patterns onto the frosty street he once stood.
As Aquamarine tears fall down his Moonstone face.
My seasonal apparition seeks his final abode, his visage jaded by the Zirconian Sun.
Opalite,ย his glacial gaze mirrors the starry night, as he wishes upon a shooting star.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ค
Pretty eyes framed by monochrome masks appraise with curiosity the mysterious stranger seated beside them.ย
Ever wondering what the face behind the physical mask must look like, but deep within, we desire to know what lies behind those well-painted mental masks.ย
Regardless of the fancy facade showing lives of happiness, joy & fulfillment, our unique personalities are often forbidden knowledge, like bygone civilizations from a forgotten era.ย
Some hide their true colors, however beautiful or bizarre, fearing ridicule & embarrassment, allowing parts of their minds to perish like dying embers of a campfire.ย
Others reveal bits & pieces of themselves like a puzzle, to be carefully pieced together to be admired.ย
Never allowing more than a tiny sliver of sunlight, into the Amazons of their mind.ย
๐ฎ๐๐ธ๐ธ๐๐๐ : ๐ฟ๐๐ธ๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐ถ๐๐น ๐ฒ๐๐๐?
Success, a seven-letter word that represents a zillion different things to the billions of individuals inhabiting Planet Earth.ย
From being rich & famous, to possessing envious youth & beauty, success is an ideal that appeals to both individuals young, old, rich & poor. But success is a standard that only a handful of dedicated individuals are capable of achieving. So what makes this minority of successful individuals different from others who are unable to fulfill their dreams or desires? Is success a game of luck or does it involve years of hard work & planning behind the scenes?
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I Entry : Free Iย Timeย : 24 hours I
Features :ย ย A winding trek up to the summit of a golden hill reveals the Rajhansagad Yellur Fort, built by the Ralta Dynasty & later renovated in stone by Asad Khan Lari, a Persian noble of Bijapur. The fort walls offers a panoramic view of the vast countryside, framed by blue hills in the background which makes for a dozen insta-worthy pics. The fort had been used as an outpost to detect invading armies from Goa & Karwar. As the legend goes, there once existed a secret underground tunnel linking the fort all the way to Belgavi Fort, which of course, has never been found.ย ย
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โIf you are in a bad mood go for a walk. If you are still in a bad mood, go for another walk.โ - Hippocrates
From our nomadic ancestors to the present Gen Z, exercise has played a vital role in strengthening the human mind & body. My rendezvous with fitness & exercise began when I had enrolled in badminton coaching at my school, way back in seventh grade (badminton being my preferred sport). At first, I was tremendously excited by the proposition of playing match after match with other players, & learning new moves & tactics. To my dismay, the one-hour coaching consisted of forty-five minutes of exhausting warm-ups & shadow footwork (in other words swatting flies) with only fifteen minutes of real badminton practice!
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"I began to realize that partition was surely more than just a political divide, or a division of properties, of assets & liabilities. It was also, to use a phrase that survivors use repeatedly, 'A Division Of Hearts'."
ย - Urvashi Butalia โThe Other Side of Silenceโ
The partition of India & Pakistan has been one of โthe great human convulsionsโ of history wherein approximately twelve million people moved from one country to another, travelling in kafilas, trains, cars & buses, while about two million refugees perished on the way due to riots, malnutrition, rape & widespread disease.
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After a surreptitious glance behind her, she walked briskly across the cobblestone street towards the towering black gates leading up to the castle's drive.ย Before anyone could notice, the old security alarm was disabled & the gates groaned open at the unwelcome intrusion.ย Closing the gates behind her, she stood staring at the majestic castle before her, which was hers no longer.ย Darting up the winding drive, she stuck to the shadows of the overgrown trees, as she made her way towards the gaping windows on the ground floor.
Everything was still & drowned in darkness, a rare sight back in the days when her grandmother was still alive.ย Finding the latch on one of the windows still easy to pry open, she let herself into the musty hall that smelled of mold & lit herself a small candle.ย Great Lady Isabel smiled at her from the large oil painting on the wall. Though her golden gown was fading into grey, and peeling away like the paint on the castle walls, she looked almost alive.ย
๐he Price for a Life.
โYou may choose to look the other way, but you can never again say you did not know.โ -ย William Wilberforce.ย
I quote William Wilberforce, a British leader influential in the abolition of the slave trade in Britain during the late 18th Century. Though we now live in the 21st Century, the problem of human trafficking persists, haunting the lives of millions of men, women, girls & boys in every corner of the world. Human trafficking simply put is an extreme violation of human rights involving the exploitation of vulnerable individuals in an underground industry with lucrative profits (approximately 150$ Billion annually: ILO), high demand (21 million victims), low reporting of crimes, & relatively low risks as compared to the monetary rewards.ย