Author Archives: Haris

About Haris

I've never seen myself as a writer but sometimes words just flow out of my fingers.

The Red Pill(1)

Conditional- When we were kids we were taught mathematics in school, for the A graders- it was fun, it was an awesome subject! But for the rest of us pathetic and averages by grade 4 it was boring in class … Continue reading

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Protected: Because it was alright even if I didn’t.

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23/11/2016

The heart is such a strange organ. I can recall what I was going through last year but- I can’t really ascribe values to the moments I had or even remember them vividly, I can’t remember the dread, the terror … Continue reading

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28/09/2016

I’m not sure if writing to you; now that you’re gone- holds any meaning, but I know I’ve been waiting long for something to catch me in strings and make me do this– It’s been long, the wait has had … Continue reading

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Storm.

At the edge of the coast staring blindly at the sea the sands of your time lingered on my lips. Seven years had passed, in chains I kept from you. Drowning in my memory, had the hurt had been like … Continue reading

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To take a step.(Short)

Observing the nature of people around me and of my own I’ve come to realize people are less understandable in colors and more as canvases– motivated by innate and complex mix of evolving ideals; but always changing from point A … Continue reading

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Protected: This one’s for you Raven- your first name is the password(lowercase)

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Where are you?

There is a wall between us, I can’t seem to break or climb; and I admit I don’t lean against it everyday but at nights and morns I get lost and in my aimless wandering, my feet drag me to … Continue reading

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Aberration

Parents- our first cognizance in the universe. Sanctuaries emphatically┬áresiding in our memories. Roaring synapses of incense beheld with tactility- ramifications in variety for each individual. 24th- My best friends’ mother passed away- This was the third time in my life … Continue reading

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Well now-

I’ve reverted my blog back- It’s just that I’m too attached to it. And being who I am I feel I’m doing a dishonest thing. I’ve made a new blog but haven’t posted anything, somehow the urge to write has … Continue reading

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