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Not An End, But A Beginning.

Dear 2023 Thank you for the kindness,Thank you for the company,Thank you for the support,Thank you for the memories. Thank you for being good to me,Thank you for holding me.Thank you for being pink and prettyAnd for being blue and grey. Thank you for the simple life,Thank you for so much love.Thank you for the...

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22 August 2023

The World That Exists In Your Eyes

by Uthiraa Mahalingam

Laying on the grass, feeling the dew drops soaking our clothes, we stare at the sky. So many stars twinkling above us and I can’t stop the first verse of “Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars” from invading my mind and playing itself on loop. It’s the only verse that the world is now familiar with. My...

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10 July 2023

Some Of The Memories My Body Made

by Uthiraa Mahalingam

I have been intrigued by how our body could hold memories and display it when we least suspect it. I have wondered how much our body and brain pick up from the things and people around us and why does it pick these things up only from certain people? I would like to believe that...

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10 July 2023

Dear me,

by Uthiraa Mahalingam

May, 30th, 2021 I sat at the end of the bed staring into my laptop. I had work to do. I liked the work I was doing, I believed so. But I didn’t like working. I felt like I was wasting time whenever I deviated from myself. My mind was in such a haze all...

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Blog Letter

10 July 2023

Impermanence

by Uthiraa Mahalingam

“Best way to avoid complications, avoid temporary people!!” the chat bubble read. I looked at it and thought to myself, “Really? Is that possible?” However I went about it, I couldn’t come up with a scenario where avoiding people that could be temporary was possible. How would you know who was going to stay and...

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10 July 2023

What do People Want??

by Uthiraa Mahalingam

I recount that I was roughly 18 or 19 years old when I read Eleven minutes by Paulo Coelho. It was a story about a young brazilian girl who wants to see the world and leaves her home to go to Geneva, Switzerland in hopes of great adventures and finding true love. Her situation gets...

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10 July 2023

5 Seconds of Summer walked in and then…

by Uthiraa Mahalingam

December, 30th, 2020. Being in your early twenties in a world that keeps changing with every blink of an eye, especially in a place where open mindedness is atrocious and disrespectful, among the elders that blindly follow culture and accuse anyone that’s different from them, I think I could instead try to move a mountain....

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10 July 2023

MY LOVE FOR YOU IS MINE pt.2

by Uthiraa Mahalingam

She sat there running her hand through her short hair. It would flop over her forehead with pretty waves and she enjoyed the feeling. Her eyes were fixed on the wall, while she sat on the bench, crossing her leg over the other, hunching. She was trying to write her feelings about the watch that...

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10 July 2023

MY LOVE FOR YOU IS MINE pt.1

by Uthiraa Mahalingam

Oh dear wherever you go,My love will only grow.Fly up in the sky,I will wave from the mountain high.Dive deep into the ocean,I will wait on the shore with devotion.Conquer all the land,As your guard, I will stand. My love will not be thinnedIf you let me go with the wind.I will not fall and...

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Blog Poem

9 June 2023

Night

by Uthiraa Mahalingam

One would have thought that it was a lifeless doll if it wasn’t for her thumbs swiping across the brightly lit screen of her smartphone. Lea was scrolling through her Instagram. It was way past bedtime but her eyes were nothing less than fresh. The room was eerily dark except for the light from her...

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