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The room was quiet, except for the faint beeping of the heart monitor, he gripped my hand with more strength than I expected, it was almost time, I could feel his soul slipping away, breaths slow & shallow, eyes wide open, staring into some distant oblivion, I didn't know what to do. Numbness wrapped around me like a heavy blanket. I look at him, he's so beautiful, chemo brushed the strands of his yesterday, but still, he's so beautiful. Then he began to mumble, words I couldn't make out. Maybe when a soul is departing, it clings to one ...
(I am writing for the first time in my life) It's almost the end of 2022, and the wave of the pandemic seems to be slowing down, people have started to come out of their closets, ready for this new lease on life, dying to go out again. Empty streets and curbs are again filled with vendors who are trying to earn their everyday bygone wages back. Some people are excited to go to the office, some hate this transition of leaving home in their comfy pajamas to formal attire. Raghav, in his early 20s working as a Jr. post-producer in an animatio...
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