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birds chirping in hindi, voices laced with nectar, & i, a babbling instrument of baby fat & midnight tears. ahmedabad was unequivocally alluring; eruptions of gulmohar trees shedding golden blossoms on the pastel green masjid, the unabandoned comfort in watching my grandfather read his newspaper in the courtyard, crossed-legged, snowy santa beard. what a pity, what a misery that lovely, lovely place really was.

birds chirping in arabic, heat waves cascading like throbbing streams of blood, & i, a tiny towering stack of lies & inflamed fury. dubai was a dream that slithered between my immigrant fingers, postcards of glassy buildings & the finery i knew i could never seduce. there is an odd solace in accepting your lot in life; monumental agony, crumbling thrones, & how i fancied myself to be ozymandias.

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