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Kauered✒️

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India
India
A dreamer by day, a writer by night, a lover across the bay, Living it up just right ;)
November 6, 2018
Brampton, Canada

How striking the cruelty of Gods that be
Putting together  brightest smiles and the saddest of eyes!

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November 6, 2018
 

A welcome letter - belated but still relevant :)

Hello Best Friend’s Husband :)

I hope my letter finds you in a happy high spirit, loving the life that you are living and living the love that you’ve been blessed to bring alive - in your heart and in the heart of my best friend.

Congratulations. You have no idea how many hours over how many years went into discussing the journey that finally brought you two together. I am delighted to know she has finally found “The One”.

During one such conversation, about a decade ago, we launched a conversation around this question - If you met your best friend’s fiancee before they got married, what would you like to tell him about her?

I am exactly ...

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December 31, 2017
 

A letter to 2017 :

Dear 2017,

I love you.
Yes. I do. Since you are the eldest sibling (thus far) of the 27 years that preceded you and since I know of their obedient nature, I am sure they have reported not many instances where I used the words - “ I love you”. You, therefore, must feel flattered at being addressed with them. Well, you have earned it.

You did not give up on me. Not for one second. You pulled me out of my comfort zone, threw me into a world I had no idea of how to navigate. You taught me the one most important lesson of my life - to persevere in the face of adversity and to never ever give up. You taught me the value of true companionship by forcing me into the lack of it....

WISHING YOU A HAPPY NEW  YEAR
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January 18, 2016
Jalandhar, India

Inspiration does not seek permission or prior appointments. Like most magnificent experiences in life, it cannot be planned. One cannot create a chain of circumstances as causes and be certain it would follow suit in effect. Reverse the order of events, make inspiration a cause and a thousand circumstances can spring out in effect. Out of what, my half asleep, completely exhausted brain, wonders.

Curiosity is better. More predictable. Once it takes root, it can only grow. Question is : will it grow up into a proud teak, or creep up along an adjoining wall or perhaps just dig down into abysmal depths?

Floating between ideas and memories, trying to trace sleep in the fissure that separates ...

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January 6, 2016
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"I feel a madness building within.... A desperate passion that refuses to be denied.... A hunger outgrown that has come back to claim its dues... A life screaminng to be taken out of the rotten cage of a moribund existence and to be lived..... " - she said, clutching her hair hard as she threw her weight back on a rolling chair and closed her eyes.

"But are you not afraid of leaving behind a life you built and got formed, deformed and then transformed by. All this talk of passion, adventure, dreams and a mission in life are stuff teenage fantasies are made of. THIS life we have here, this is familiar. This is comfortable. This is HOME!" - Retorted he, holding her chair from one side and bend...

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November 30, 2015
 

Precious silence
- so brittle, so fragile
Cotton embrace
- such warm, tired eyes
Fragrant haze
- mint, fresh rosewood
Unworried
Unbothered
Unquestioned
Yet
Understood

- Priya Kauer.

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November 29, 2015
Jalandhar, India

Let us become strangers
All over again
Let us meet
(Wipe the slates of
Our history clean)
For the first time
When you caught my eye
And smiled
( Do you ever wonder "why?")
I will, of course, smile back
And say " Hey! hi "

Let us find a way back
To that blissful ignorance
And trace our way again
From intrigue,
( oh I could have
Guessed your sun sign)
Not knowing,
To knowing barely enough
( It is good for now
But can we make it through
The trials of
Life and time?)
And then just enough
To take pride in having you
By my side.

Let us have those short nights
Of long conversations
Again
Let me discover the music
That helps you sleep
And how your tired dreamy eyes
See way too much
Far too deep
...

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October 11, 2015
 

Equilibrium, balance and the cornerstone of our personality :

Life can hit hard. Really hard. It can throw you off balance and during that seemingly eternally stretched interval of time, between losing balance and crashing on the ground, all sense of purpose, direction and reason seems lost.

We are all bound to seek equilibrium. A balance. A way out. A way back to the comfort of awareness and belonging. Some of us, seek a way "forward" instead too.

When a long established way of life is shaken up, it can take some time to adapt and find a new homeostasis.

What I have seen within and without is that people tend to show who they really are, what they are made of, what their prioriti...

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August 6, 2015
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Mad passion,
A little aggression
No, just can't take it light
Need to do it right

Rivers of shivers
Running down the
Nightmare Hill
Summer nights
Dead chill
Gotta admit
Still
Its all got a thrill
I wouldn't do without
Torn apart
Inside and out
Coming out new
All this red dew
Soaking my skin
And deep within
All my reasons
Make me right
All my reasons
Make me fight
All my reasons
Resonate
All my reasons
Call out
To
A date
With fate !

- Kauer.ed

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August 6, 2015
Jalandhar, India

Mad passion,
A little aggression
No, just can't take it light
Need to do it right

Rivers of shivers
Running down the
Nightmare Hill
Summer nights
Dead chill
Gotta admit
Still
Its all got a thrill
I wouldn't do without
Torn apart
Inside and out
Coming out new
All this red dew
Soaking my skin
And deep within
All my reasons
Make me right
All my reasons
Make me fight
All my reasons
Resonate
All my reasons
Call out
To
A date
With fate !

- Kauer.ed

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June 29, 2015
 

Somewhere in between
A now and a then
We live our little share of life
Craving for a time when
An object of obsession
Would become our
Exclusive possession

How long does that satisfaction stay?

Nonetheless reason
Springs up
To say
Not winning it might
Leave behind a deeper scar

Dear Peace
Your holy abode
Is in that elysium
Elusive
Forever afar!

-Priya Kauer

LOVE WINS
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May 18, 2015
Jalandhar, India

We often get told to make children read two things to prepare them for greatness. One is fairytales and the other is the biographies of heroes and great men and women of the world and its history.

Why?

Fairytales perhaps fuel the creativity and wire the brain for innovation.

The lives of great men teach children the value of perseverance and grit. They prepare them for years of tireless hard work by showing via example that success demands persistent hard work and even more important is to not lose faith, belief in your ability to realise your dreams. No matter how gloomy the circumstances or how hopeless the toss might appear. Bet on yourself over and over again. Work hard. You will...

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May 12, 2015
Jalandhar, India

LET GO!

Often repeated, sometimes acted upon, never really understood. This changed over the past weekend. The last part. For good. :)

You can spend years going over the pieces of a puzzle, trying to make sense of it all. They act stubborn, mock your petty intelligence in it's face, and refuse to show the complete picture - one piece too much, one shape a little wrong, one size too small. And then, one fine day, when the thought, the event, the puzzle is not even bothering you and you are comfortably sitting somewhere, lost in some other fine thought, a pleasant memory or you could be meditating, perhaps listening to some good music on a drive out of the city, it can be anything, and th...

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May 3, 2015
Jalandhar, India

"I feel a madness building within.... A desperate passion that refuses to be denied.... A hunger outgrown that has come back to claim its dues... A life screaminng to be taken out of the rotten cage of a moribund existence and to be lived..... " - she said, clutching her hair hard as she threw her weight back on a rolling chair and closed her eyes.

"But are you not afraid of leaving behind a life you built and got formed, deformed and then transformed by. All this talk of passion, adventure, dreams and a mission in life are stuff teenage fantasies are made of. THIS life we have here, this is familiar. This is comfortable. This is HOME!" - Retorted he, holding her chair from one side and bend...

MYSTERIOUS DOOR
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April 29, 2015
 

It is a blend of madness
Yours and mine
It is like fire
Dancing on ice
So very fine

Carving existence out
Of this celestial romance
Scarlett Red - your persistence
Ice Blue - my glance

And .... We dance
To the muse's music
We dance.

- Kauered.

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April 28, 2015
Jalandhar, India

I have been thinking about the nature of relationships that exist today and trying to reach the root cause behind rampant short termism in outlook of people involved. Multiple relationships, multiple partners is all quite okay really. The idea is not to pass a moral judgment on anything. The idea is to accept the damage : especially emotional that people suffer on account of every failed emotional investment in every (now over) relationship. Much of this damage is avoidable. Much of this suffering : pointless.

The keyword that emerged out of my dissection of this problem is : CONVENIENCE!

People fall in love with the idea of love and try to fit the first person they find attractive into a ...

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April 25, 2015
 

I saw a dance
Such
Divine romance
Of ashes
And remains
Of life and
It's little games
I kept away
All my tools
Laid back
Stretched
Added a
Little fuel
To this
Careless fire
- some respite
From running
I had long
Desired.
It'll pass
I know
For these
Stolen pleasures
I won't have
Much to show
But
I think
I would much rather
Burn my hand
A little more
Hold these flames
A while longer
And carry the scars
As a souvenir.
So, don't waste
Come with me
Let us taste
Life
Before
Even these remains
Are gone
Not to be found
Ever again.
- Priya (waiting to live it up) Kauer.

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April 25, 2015
Jalandhar, India

Precious silence
- so brittle, so fragile
Cotton embrace
- such warm, tired eyes
Fragrant haze
- mint, fresh rosewood
Unworried
Unbothered
Unquestioned
Yet
Understood

- Priya Kauer.

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April 24, 2015
Jalandhar, India

" Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty."

Kauered

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April 23, 2015
 

Dear BumBum,

I got my hands on this really pretty application called Lettrs today and it's old school charm proved to be too much to resist even in the face of imminent exams and preparation thereof.

I hope my letter finds you in good health and a little high - on wine or life or both. Please be reminded that your well being is of prime significance to some people and that you should try and put in effort ( a fight with yourself if the need be) to pick a constructive way out of the shadows.

wishing you a great night ahead :-)

Kauered

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April 23, 2015
 

Dear A,

May the mighty kind heavens bless you with further encounters as adventurous (and perhaps even more) as you almost experienced yesterday. Remember that the wisdom and knowledge that you gain out of such experiences would greatly support the cause of enlightenment of the ignorant youth of the day.

Regards and Best Wishes,

P ( Yes I stretched my break) Kauered.

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April 24, 2015
 

~ A melancholy muse ~

Sifting through
My memory
Cerebrated, cemented
records
of your
existence
I am leftg
All but amused
- My Melancholy Muse

Some-days
you choose to burn
churn, then overturn
pure emotion
into a fragrance
that lingers on
long after
you are gone
- this, the brightest
shade of your
myriad hues
- My Melancholy Muse.

Some-days
you choose to freeze
hide behind the facade
of anger, disgust,
high waves of pride,
an ice cold tide
All reactions
then cease
A bewildering
tease
- this, the darkest
shade of your
myriad hues
- My Melancholy Muse.

Out of their fusion
Arises holy
Chaos, confusion
- To slowly
disseminate
7 shades of life
And the shade
of whole happiness
that dwells
lo...

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