stripped bare

Clean airy minimalism.

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Very apt tag line for most things that are happening in my life right now.

Happy 10th Birthday, Blog.



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July 26, 2014, Saturday at 19:39

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January 12, 2014, Sunday at 14:18

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December 2, 2013, Monday at 14:36

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Going around

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I saw someone post a familiar quote on my Instagram feed today. I asked her where she got it from. She said she couldn’t remember where she had seen it, but that the words had struck her very hard. Reading those very personal words again struck me hard too. If even she couldn’t forget them, how could I?

You had said those words to me a long time ago.

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December 1, 2013, Sunday at 00:13

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Re: Your recent comment

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If you haven’t been intimately privy to my recent struggles, you have no right to leave those comments on my blog. If you really cared, you’d know better than to ask those questions. Don’t presume you know what you know simply because of the things I post. You may or may not know that Life is a vicious cycle that goes back and forth. Today I rule the world, but at night, I have to nurse my wounds.

I removed your comment and my reply from my blog, Long-time Silent Reader, because you could have been genuinely concerned and didn’t realize how insensitive you were, saying those things.

If you knew of the things I’ve been doing outside of my blogs, you will see that I have been actively trying to “give up and move on”. However, I admit I am holding myself back from greater things, but that’s only because I’m still trying to reclaim my Self that I seem to have lost. But, as you’ve observed, “he already has someone else now”, so what is the problem again?

One day, perhaps, you will see me posting happy blog entries about my newfound happiness, or sharing photos of every meal I have with my new man, of every thing he has bought for me, of every time he holds my hand in bed, and maybe, even of every time he fucks me, but till then, whenever I get emotional, or whenever I’m feeling the need to rant, I shall post whatever I want to share on my blogs, because that’s how I must deal with it.

Thank you for caring enough to comment, though. Thank you.

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September 1, 2013, Sunday at 19:28

Love After Love

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The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

– Derek Walcott

Tokyo 2012

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July 24, 2013, Wednesday at 00:05

Waiting For The Day

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“Why didn’t you ever write about what happened?”

“Because it was too painful to relive.”

“But it’s been a while.”

“It still hurts like mad.”

“Maybe writing about it will help you heal faster, like Nick Carraway did in The Great Gatsby, since writing has always brought you solace.”

“Perhaps I’m waiting for the day when I don’t have to write at all.”

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June 6, 2013, Thursday at 00:40

Posted in Dear Diary, Moods