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Everyday Stories, Lived

Life

  • The woman who dropped out of school

    A teacher was going about her day when her then-student from years ago approached her. The teacher recognized the woman at a second glance, and after exchanging pleasantries, the teacher began her inquiry. Teacher: Do you have any children now? (She asked while considering the woman’s merchandise wrapped around her arms, things she sell by… Read more

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  • When the body complains

    Even when you want to stick to your schedule, there’s nothing much you can do when your body screams for rest, especially with a headache. And so you are left with one choice: succumb to the call and take heed. A good sleep is often enough to revive one’s fatigue. Read more

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  • Leaving the matrix

    After watching The Matrix films, I began to reflect on what used to be the greatest question I asked myself: “Do I have to conform to societal norms and expectations.” While I strived to go against the grain and pursued things not because I was supposed to but because I wanted to, I realized that it’s way… Read more

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  • Proximity, shared experiences, and fostering relationships

    We often get attracted to people we often spend time with. Why? Because we begin to know them deeply the more we have shared experiences with them. And they will also have the opportunity to know more about us as we interact with one another. The words we say and the things we do reveal… Read more

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  • The little sparks before the fire

    If you let the little sparks of annoyance vex you, you can feel how your nose starts to burn. And then your heartbeat picks up its pace. You start to breathe in and out heavily as if the surge of your emotions cannot be contained. Now, you are in a moment of choice: add wood… Read more

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  • Curiouser and Curiouser

    “Curiouser and curiouser!” Cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English).”  Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland Sometimes, I forget that I am not as young as I used to be. And that also means that I have lost most of the wonder I felt… Read more

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  • Late night walks

    While most people are already inside their homes, here I am, walking in the dimly lit streets with a cool breeze brushing against my warm skin. Walking past shadows that dance against concrete and trees and plants and houses, I can see how they begin to look differently than what they look like in the… Read more

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