Author: juwayriah

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Be there. It matters….

Talk about depression; for some, a new hashtag; for some a horrendous battle. Depression is belittled in our country, and suicide is considered cowardly. However, the truth is so dark that everyone shows his … Read more…

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Love will rise to power!

Poets are funny. Their metaphors and personifications irrational. They go beyond facts, beyond logic, beyond the laws of nature. Yet, poetry is a celebrated form of art. Poets are revered, maybe even understood. Why?

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Freedom

  How do we define freedom? Is it being able to soar high? Is it being able to choose your own way? Is it being able to live in peace? Is it being able … Read more…

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“Tea at seven?”

  Everything was perfect. I was sitting in the college canteen. The radio was playing our favourite song. Raju’s special tea had just arrived on my table, its fumes clouding the lenses of my … Read more…

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A Tad Bit of Recklessness!

It is 3 a.m. and my thoughts don’t seem to settle… I’ve been rambling inside my head, mumbling a few things when it got too much to take in silently.   This 3 a.m. … Read more…

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How I spent my Valentine’s…

As usual, I left home for college at 7 a.m. when I read my best friend’s text. ‘Happy Valentine’s Day!’ it said. I checked the date, Oh! 14th February. I wished her back and … Read more…

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Glass Pieces

  Meri zindagi khuli kitaab hain Koi padhke dekhe toh kabhi Kaanch ke kuch khwaab hain Jo toot ke bikhre hain yahin Main to raaston pe chal pada Jo ajnabee se the kabhi Sare … Read more…

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The Heart and The Mind

You are sitting in front of your TV set changing channels monotonously. Just then an interesting conversation catches your eye. Apparently, the character’s mind and heart have decided to take human forms; have stepped … Read more…

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The Distant Voice

Artist: Amena Malik I am standing on wet grass… There are people around me but I cannot see anyone. I can only hear voices. Rejoicing voices they are. Everyone is excited about something, but … Read more…

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A Letter to My Mother…

Dear Mamma, It is not Mothers’ Day, it is not Women’s Day, and it is not even your birthday. It is not that I am shifting to another city for university and not even … Read more…