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I’ve pretty much been shielded off from the bitter realities of death for most of my life. My parents were – no, wait – are a superstitious bunch; my previous obsession with the mystical being, perhaps, directly attributable as being an offshoot to the entire thing itself.
The household law has been pretty much this: funeral [...]

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It was, he realized, his time to leave.
“The only thing with that,” I countered, “is that by the time you realize you’re budging on the wrong people, and say, you decide to go back, they may not be there to welcome you anymore.”
I was still pondering about everything he had said on [...]

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Let us not rest our fate on a piece of paper, on a tally sheet, or on a plot of space in the cyberworld.
Let us not make it appear as though one simply borders on sheer condescension, just because his views disagree with our own, even though we all know that he [...]

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I enjoy observing people: expose me long enough to someone and by the end of it, I can tell, within some margin, the things you could most likely expect from them. Take our current block for example, which incidentally happens to be the same one I’ve been with since I started college. [...]

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Some time ago, he tried to tell you what could have been in store for him. He seemed focused about the whole thing, see? From the time he received his first notebook when he was four, the thing sort of grew on him. And as words grew into phrases into sentences into [...]

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