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Abhinaya S.B.
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Why were the curtains blue?

ChatGPT can tell you! — Can we finally understand why the narrator talks about blue curtains in the room? I made OpenAI’s ChatGPT interpret one of my poems and it managed to crack my thought process behind the poem! I made ChatGPT interpret my poem titled, “My Sunshine”. Here’s what happened. ASB: Interpret this ChatGPT…

ChatGPT

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Why were the curtains blue?
Why were the curtains blue?
ChatGPT

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No, it is NOT okay to peep inside!

Privacy in the digital age — Is your house door locked? I’m sure it is. There’s no one checking your screen, looking over your shoulder, is there? Of course not, of course not. …

Privacy

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No, it is NOT okay to peep inside!
No, it is NOT okay to peep inside!
Privacy

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Flying high

The power of reinvention — Why does the idea of flight excite us humans so much? We are well aware that our physical bodies are incapable of flying like birds. Yet flying is a recurrent event in our dreams; we feel like we are “flying” when we are giddy with elation. The beauty of the…

Essay

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Flying high
Flying high
Essay

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Aug 7, 2021

NavaRasa: Not a Review

No criticism, only appreciation (mild spoilers) — Have you thought about why filmmakers make films? Why actors act, why writers write? It’s probably just to express themselves; to bring to this world something tangible that has probably been haunting their minds for quite some time. These days it is often easy for writers to do that —…

Review

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NavaRasa: Not a Review
NavaRasa: Not a Review
Review

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The Junction

·Apr 24, 2021

Fear

A foe, or a friend? — Fear is a foe Who creeps out from under the carpets, Reeking of insecurities Before clutching your heart in his bare hands. Fear is a friend Who agrees to disagree With your rational mind Until you prove your worth. Fear is cunning, For he knows the faulty steps In your complex dance…

Poetry

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Fear
Fear
Poetry

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The POM

·Apr 19, 2021

Lies

“If you tell a big enough lie and tell it frequently enough, it will be believed.” — Adolf Hitler — The lies we tell ourselves — That justice prevails, that karma kills; The lies we like to believe — That time can freeze that moonlit kiss. The lies we tell ourselves — That every second has a purpose; The lies we like to believe — That someone’s up there at…

Poetry

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Lies
Lies
Poetry

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The POM

·Apr 17, 2021

Belonging

“Perhaps home is not a place but simply an irrevocable condition.” ― James Baldwin — My feet traverse the familiar path Of grills, rails and greenery That lead to a place warm as home Etched vividly in many a memory. The clack-clacking of my pointed heels Against the glossy smooth floor Catches me by surprise — I’ve never worn those here before. The walls remain…

Poetry

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Belonging
Belonging
Poetry

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Mar 21, 2021

Insignificance

“Life is a great tapestry. The individual is only an insignificant thread in an immense and miraculous pattern.” ~ Albert Einstein — We were intruders. Outsiders; unwanted, unneeded, irrelevant. But we were passing through; temporary witness to a little slice of existence. …

Short Story

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Insignificance
Insignificance
Short Story

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Published in

The Junction

·Feb 17, 2021

Good things

“All good things come to those who wait.” — Paullina Simons — Good things take time As they sometimes do, Days may turn grey, Your toast may burn, too, As you get lost in the maze Of your mind — The one that pulls at you When you slightly unwind From your makeshift calm, A constructed wall To help you forget That long, painful fall. Like a determined ant Pecking at its…

Hopes And Dreams

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Good things
Good things
Hopes And Dreams

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The POM

·Jan 5, 2021

Departure

“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.” — Semisonic — One fine day, now a lost Monday, A thought struck like lightning Brilliant as day. Sending thoughts sailing… Fast as the furious fire, Fiery as the ferocious fog, Feisty as the depraved vixen, To attend to things that needed fixing. There lay a lone little house Far cry from glorious warmth…

Poetry

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Departure
Departure
Poetry

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Abhinaya S.B.

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