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The Muddled Race

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In the midst of a muddled race,   I can't find the space to walk.   Always awake, sleep remains elusive.   The warmth, the touch of love, goes unfelt.   Tears fall, and I'm not there to wipe them away.   The surrounding kindness gets overshadowed,   Goodness ignored, dismissed with an excuse.   Dates blur, special moments fading into the abyss, Yet, there's no pause, no whisper of, "I miss you, I love you." Life sweeps by, without pause or reprieve,   With the sun's ballet—its rise and fall—reduced to mere routine.   Can't breathe deeply, can't gaze upon the stars,   So engrossed, I miss out on the now.   A chance to look in the mirror slips by—   But wait, am I even looking deep within myself?   Is it all just drudgery? A constant chase?   Excuses mount, one endeavor concludes, the next unfolds.   Always in motion, yet, am I truly alive?   I believe I'm chasing dreams,   But dreams can vanish upon waking.   In this relentless pursuit,
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The Carrier

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  I was not born with fear, It was your deeds that made my world so fearful. I'm not incompetent, But your boundaries have limited my potential to express myself. I'm not weak, Yet your blasphemy has made me fragile. I'm not insecure, But your traumatic shackles continue to haunt me. I'm not foolish, Yet your shallowness fails to recognize the light in me. You say I'm this, but I'm not, You have conditioned me to be like this. You say we are equal, But I only see equality in the presence of death. "I still carry the weight from birth, And will continue to carry it until death," said the lady, Who not only carries a bundle of sticks but also...
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:: Loving from miles away ::

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  Dear Tara, We are like two stars in different constellations, Always on the move, but never seem to meet. Every time our constellations draw closer, we exchange hellos and goodbyes, Only to move on again, destined never to meet. Every minute, I think of risking it all just to come a little closer to you, but you see, I'm scared I might perish like a shooting star, For you seem so far out of reach. Still, we move on, but never seem to meet. Sometimes it hurts because these miles feel like we weren't even born into the same galaxy, Yet we move on, never seeming to meet. I will say this: the distance makes me love you deeper, I wonder if my love for you is greater than the miles between us. Even though we're constantly moving, we never seem to meet. So I no longer count these miles, I embrace them instead, And I've taught myself to love from across the miles, across constellations, across galaxies. What a shame that we never seem to meet.
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Location: Pangong Tso
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:: A journey that never ends ::

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  Going through rusty rails, Valleys, bridges, and tunnels. A new hellos, a few goodbyes, Sweet Kisses, bitter Fists. Crossing borders, taking risks, Ups and downs, with lightning speed. Seems like we are in the same direction, but not the same destination. One's beginning can be someone's destination, Someone's destination can be some other's beginning. But everyone has to board and everyone has to get down. We are all on the Journey.
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Location: Darjeeling, West Bengal, India
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Who Lit the Sky

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The aim is for the sky, It asked me to try and fly... It's own little spark, ignited trails in fire That moment, it lit up the sky...
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Location: Darjeeling, West Bengal, India
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The Other Day I Went Closer

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One day from a distance, I saw beautiful green hills, The other day I went closer, they were trees covering the hills Oh Trees, how beautifully you masked the magnificent with fears I know, I know no... One day from a distance, I saw a wonderful grey sky, The other day I went closer, it was clouded in the sky Oh Clouds, how nicely you blocked the bright light with conditions  I know, I know no... One day from a distance, there was a white wall in my way, The other day, I went closer - it was the fog in the air. Oh fog, how confidently you obstructed the direction with insecurities I know, I know no... One day from a distance, I saw water on my way, The other day I went closer, it was a mirage in the air. Oh Mirage, how magically you tricked the needs with illusion I know, I know no... One day said, you know everything The other day said, you know nothing But I listened to the other day to go closer. 
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Location: Bengaluru, Karnataka, India
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🌟 Are We Alike 🌟

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Hello Star, Are you made of dust? Just as we are born from clouds of dust, our existence is fleeting and fragile. Are you made of light? A fusion reaction burns within you, just as internal conflicts within us propel us towards the light. Are you visible? As darkness envelops you, so too do the struggles and challenges in our lives that make us authentic. Do you twinkle? As your light traverses different atmospheric layers, so too do we take risks and forge our own paths in the world to make ourselves shine. Are we similar, or are humans different from stars? If we are similar, do you love? If so, how do you love? Why do you love? Even humans cannot fully comprehend the complexities of love. So are we similar or different? If you are a star, then perhaps we too are stars in our own right.
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