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The 'Almost' of Arrival
I like the word ‘cusp’-the moment just before:The promise of rain in the airThe rose before the dawnThe inch before a kissThe edge of a confessionThe flutter in the wombThe gasp before the ring.Small but taut, the ‘almost’ of arrival. ©️ Pradita Kapahi. ©️ Pradita Kapahi
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On Rabbit Holes and Writers
As a writer, the greatest blessing to our ilk since the inception of the computer is Google. You may argue that being able to type on the computer is, but some still prefer to handwrite, and others to typewrite. This doesn’t, however, diminish the utility of typing out reams of pages in byte-sized files instead, but can you refute how invaluable Google and the internet’s vast archive of knowledge…
The Insecurity and Loneliness of Writing
I am an introvert. I am actually an introvert who masquerades as an extrovert, but when she goes out in public, she realises what a drain it is on her social battery, and returns home depleted, needing days to recharge the said social battery. So yes, I’m an introvert and as one, the loneliness that comes with being a writer should be a non-issue for me – and it is, for the most part – but…
Hello from the Other Side
Hello, hello! Apologies that I’ve been MIA for so long (since August 2022) here. I had to shift my focus to Instagram because nobody was reading the blog: too long, too random, too infrequent, I’d been told. Poetry had become my main vehicle online, while I worked on a book from the sidelines. But off late, I haven’t been doing that either. I’ve been MIA everywhere. Which is why I’m back…
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3 poems : Faults / Perfection; 3 a.m.; People Come and Go
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Wrong Key
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Too Often
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Small Violence
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Notion Press Short Story Competition
Please read and vote for my story
Hello people, After what seems like an age, I am trying to get a short story of mine published through Notion Press’s Short-Story Competition. Here is an excerpt from the story: Her eyes follow the boy’s movements closely as he rolls around the ball, hitherto lying discarded in a heap of other castoffs in the shed that used to be the garage. Jealous is too strong a word to use here; there is a…
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Give me a word for it
Give me a word for it
Copyright 2022, Pradita Kapahi
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Ash In Your Mouth
© Pradita Kapahi 2022
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Obsessed
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Vulnerability
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Bad Spots
There are no maps for getting out of bad spots in life. Figuring the way out is a part of the journey. © PRADITA KAPAHI 2022 Who wouldn’t wanna get lost if the roads be like this? Missing this place so damn terribly! And can you hear that sound? No, it’s not water or a stream. In these parts of the mountains, Indian oak trees inundate the mountain sides, and when the wind passes through them, it…
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How to become a Poet
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Quiet Calamity
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