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Eating Crab Is Brutal Lovemaking
If you are able to ignore the gleaming row of renowned restaurants that line up near the Jumeirah road and walk further inside through the tiny gullies, you will come across the fishermen’s residence. Right beside it is a parking lot that is home to two different seafood restaurants. The first is Bu Qtair. The… Continue reading
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Our Silence
Our words reduced. Stories dropped, killed. We had less, less and lesser to say until we had nothing. Pardon my eavesdropping but this silence too, is a conversation in both desperation and wisdom. Escapril 2023 has begun! I am grieving many losses and there is no better vent than poetry. April 2: Eavesdropping. Continue reading
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Our future
A small house, bright yellow building somewhere A strip of green, bluish running through top Shelves of white, curved hold all together Wine, delicious deep amounts pour generously into pasta Songs, different langauges dance sing dance And you… *** (Following visions have never ended well, my love.) Escapril 2023 has begun! I am grieving many… Continue reading
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You Want To Watch SRK And Deepika, Not Pathaan The Movie
“Because I am Pathaan” is not the smartest justification for all the things one may choose to do in their life, but the creators of Pathaan seem to think so. Before we begin, I am not ignorant of the intended message behind this film- secularity. Our country is in dire need of it, and SRK… Continue reading
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22 Birthdays
Every birthday I love to write about how far along I have come that year, a romantic letter for 1, if you may. On this birthday too, I have many such accomplishments to write about. However, this heart simply has no space for pride tonight. When I woke up this morning I wished with all… Continue reading
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Returning Home
I feel like the prodigal son whenever I return to this blog page. Like someone who had something good but is taking it for granted and ignoring it. Until some discomfort comes along, then I return to this little yellow wall and begin typing like a mad woman until I feel sane again. Once in… Continue reading
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I Have A Couple Of Things To Say To You, Actually.
You don’t look good in that cap. Remove it this instant. How could you ruin that beautiful head of hair? How could you mess it up so badly?remove it. I lay in bed all day today and yesterday, and last week- when I could. Then I gathered the energy I found in tiny crevices that… Continue reading
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Kaduva Is Disappointing, But Not Surprising
This film review has no spoilers, mainly because there is just one spoiler- the spoiled brat that is Kaduvakunnel Kuruvachen, AKA “Kaduva” (tiger). It becomes evident in the first 15 minutes that our Kaduva is a big shot- not because he’s done anything significant to deserve it, but because his merit was pre-determined through his… Continue reading
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“Ew, fish”
Was a very common phrase I heard while growing up. The repulsion that fish has the power to bring about in vegetarians around me was something I was used to witnessing. Fish was supposed to be disgusting. Of course, those who thought this way had never bothered to try it. It was disgusting because of… Continue reading
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Ex-Machina And More
I saw Ex-Machina the other day, and one specific scene stuck with me- when the two men were discussing a painting that was hung on the wall. It seemed to be some abstract art, where the artist had apparently stopped thinking for a while just to paint the picture. In the discussion they were having,… Continue reading
The personal accompanied by fiction, generous hints of erotica, garnished with the many struggles of being me.
ANIKA ELIZ BABY 