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I stood there in the middle of the world, Guilty and ashamed. Not embarrassed by anyone but myself, Wished I was invisible to the world, Wished I knew no one… Prayed and pined, I hadn’t done all those things.... No one but me was to be blamed.... Did I ever get over the past? I stand to know.. I fight a battle that has to be won... Not against the world, not against my enemies, but the ghosts of my past .. I choose to fight the battle, Because, I will not let past consume me, I will stand to silence the ghosts within me…. I will fight alone; I will fight myself….. I will LIVE...   Long since I've posted here.... This one goes out to all the folks who are fighting their own battles... Wrote this one with a purpose to inspire and let the world know.... Every battle in life is worth fighting, there are no small ones or big ones and there are definitely NO losing battles. Every battle we  are in, we live and learn.  On that note, I'll be right back with part-11 of Rema...

After a crazy coupla weeks. New workplace, crazy semester at college only meant no time for anything! But, I felt the compulsive need to write. So here goes the penultimate part of The Remains of a Lost Heart. Yep, this tale is gonna end soon. Keep reading. Read and Enjoy this one. Chapter 10 - The Beginning of the End He woke up with a start. He realized that not telling Divya about his past with Nisha could harm the bliss in both their lives. Divya did not demand to know, but, he knew he would feel much better if he told her anyways. He had to look for the right time to bring it up with Divya and tell her. But, the previous night was a real awakening for Arya or so he thought. “Divs, Sweetums wake up. We need to head to meet Professor Comer today morning in his office. So, get ready and gimme a buzz sugar. We’ll head for breakfast and then straight to school.”, Arya mollycoddled.  She replied weakly as she tossed and turned on her bed, “Ok dude. Will do. Love ya…See you so...

As crazy as it might sound, I was at Niagara this weekend and also college work has been keeping me completely tied up. I am seriously trying very hard to keep the parts coming on time. I am going to try harder for the next one. Read and enjoy the next chapter in their lives. Chapter 9 - Guilt and Voices from the Past They saw each other on webcam every day and as the days went by, they only missed each other’s company more and more. The three painful months of separation went by and Divya returned. She called him as soon as the flight landed. It was to take her another half hour to get home. He had waited three full months, but, the last half hour was even more torturous than all the time apart. He walked from corner to corner inside his apartment. She called him the moment she arrived. He met her at the sidewalk in front of her apartment. She got out of the cab and ran straight into his arms. The cab driver had put her luggage out behind her and had left by the time they decid...

Photography and other things have kept me busy for the last coupla weeks. Hence, the delay in the part  8 post :) Here goes read on...  Chapter 8 - Lovestruck Vacation Divya called back. She said in a very low tone, “So, how serious are you about what you just asked? Or has the project really gotten to you? ‘Cos I thought you were pretty serious…” Arya said, “Look Divs, I don’t know how or why I asked you today of all days. All I know is that, when I tucked you in today morning, it gave me a sense of happiness and belonging that I wanted for the rest of our lives. So, Coffee? Seriously.” She almost in an irritable tone, “Seriously Arya I think your stupid…” and she paused. Arya was dumbfounded and he did not know what went wrong. She giggled. He was completely puzzled. “Moron, when you’re asking a gal as pretty as I, think more classy. Let’s have an amazing dinner. Just you and me.” Arya was elated. He stood with his phone in one hand and held the towel around his waist...