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Two cups of Chai

I kept the chai glasses together, before he walked in. I looked at them staying side by side,  Touching ever-so-lightly. I took a sip from both the cups, before he walked in. They tasted alike. Much like you and me. But then you walked in. I gave away a cup of chai to you. You sipped the tea I stole a bit. I smiled. We drank our teas- Yours in you, and mine in me. Much like our ways. But I took a sip before you walked in, and i touched the glasses together, and looked at it like a dream i often see. You and i smiled, and went our way. But I left a little bit of me in you!

Death is for the Living


 "Don't be afraid" -said Death  - "Just hold my hand"

"I'm not afraid. This isn't what I thought dying would feel like" -She said - "I thought people would feel pain, losing their lives. I feel strangely calm"

"There is Pain! Just not for you. You're safe now" 

"Where? " - she asked

"Death is for the living. The ones left behind. They suffer the burden of grief"


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