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Olive Trees

Wild yellow flowers adorn the Negev desert in the latter half of winter, signaling the onset of summer. Olives will grow under the clear blue sky for some time. On my way to the department, I always pass through an orchard of olive trees to my right. I briefly stand beside them, soaking in the…

A hope.

“Never forget that in the thickets, there are flowers.”                                    Basho I stand before a grand entrance, only to be barred from entering. Every time, the sentinels give me a reason. I work on it and return only to…

Odd Years and Cricket.

There is something odd about odd years. How do you wake up in the morning and go on? How do you tell yourself that it is alright and that wins and losses are part of the game? How? In a four-year cycle, a cricket world cup looms and brings hopes and possibilities, e.g., 2011. Other…

An ode to Friendship.

Many things wither out and fall in the face of time. For that matter, none stand in its front. What carries over once this human body perishes is an endless debate. But many bonds flourish as long as they exist and are sustained by the five forces governing this earth. Their influence ranges beyond the…

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Hi, I’m Tattwamasi. Sometimes, I write and whenever I find that these writings have a voice of their own, I put them here. One never knows when these voices may raise someone up. Feel free to read them and comment if you like or dislike.

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