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The Ninth Night by Kavita Kanavia | Thursday Tale No. 21

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  Change is the only constant. One day we are crawling; the next, we are running freely across a field of grass. We let go of things we once found comfort in and find ourselves embracing paths we never imagined we would take.    Life, however, is not defined by what we gain or lose. It is about learning how to rise, steady ourselves, and dance to life’s ever-changing rhythm.    The Ninth Night is a short story about a woman learning to tune her steps to that rhythm; meeting life, its challenges, and its transformations with grace.
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Unanchored: A Poem on Time and Impermanence | Thursday Verse No. 20

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  Nothing in life endures by being seen: the tide advances and withdraws without memory or regard, light fades, footprints vanish, names lose their meanings, and what once felt grand persists only as residue.   Unanchored is a poem attentive to the slow erasure of motion, as grandeur lingers briefly in recollection before yielding to stillness.
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The Bride's Brother: A Story of Beginnings | Thursday Tale No. 20

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  Beginnings are strange things. They don't always indicate arrival. Sometimes, they decide who gets to move forward, who must remain, who steps quietly out of the familiar, and who steps pompously into spaces already designed for them.     The Bride  is a story of once such beginning , the one that is celebrated, photographed, and sealed by ritual. The one that is remembered long after the day had ended.
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A Longing of Struggle by Saee Shirolkar | Thursday Verse No. 19

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  We often believe that stillness, when surrounded by comfort, means peace. Yet there are stillnesses that arise not from calm, but from unheard voices and unanswered efforts.    A Longing of Struggle closely listens to the uneasy silences that linger within care. 
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Slow Death, Bitter Vinegar by Fatima Kapadia | Thursday Verse No. 18

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  Love seldom ends cleanly. Most times it drips, stains, and settles into the corners you thought were empty.    Slow Death, Bitter Vinegar by Fatima Kapadia is a poem that explores the slow burn of abandonment, the weight of repetition, and the quiet violence of loving anyway.
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After the Indigo Fades: A Story on New Beginnings | Thursday Tale No. 18

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  We all chase the perfect morning, the ideal day, the flawless start. Yet life has a way of turning even the most carefully orchestrated plans upside down.   After the Indigo Fades  is the story of a woman's pursuit of a perfect day, and the shades of life between expectation and reality. 
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Christmas without Lights: A Poem | Thursday Verse No. 17

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  What is Christmas to you?    To some, it is a season of celebration; to others, a festival in a distant land. For many, it is the glitter of lights, the joy of presents, and the music of gatherings. And for some, Christmas is also the waiting and the hope, the quiet attention we give and receive, the small, often unnoticed reflections that linger in between. Perhaps it is all of these at once.   Christmas without Lights captures the stillness, where the true meaning of the season quietly resides.
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