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Desi Souls : American Rain

Thursday, September 14th, 2006
7:30am La Jolla, San Diego Vineesh Rao, stood with his back resting on the wall of the bistro, facing the ocean. The rain had forced the bistro owner to remove all his chairs and tables from the porch. Vineesh had a cup of coffee in his right hand as he glanced at his wrist watch. He looked up. There was no sign of the rain stopping anytime soon. Everything around him looked a tinge blue. He had this soft melancholic feeling as he gazed at the ocean with blank eyes. It was Thursday. The whole of the American west coast was driving its way to work. But not Vineesh. He had taken a couple of days off from work. He checked his watch ...
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Desi Souls : American Mall

Monday, March 6th, 2006
Starbucks Café. Mission Mall. Southern California. PS sat with his extra hot grandè almond mocha, eyes fixed at nothingness, a beating heart and a “have lost it all” soul. The “stuck in life” feeling enveloped him in a cocktail of irritation, depression and awareness that he had subconsciously resisted his dreams since long. Guys much younger than him had moved far ahead. They owned a house, nice car, had a wife, kids… the whole picket fence dream. “Hey… Long time no see!!” Anand K.P. stood there with his wife. His wife was holding two coffee mugs. He was carrying their firstborn. “Hey!!! How are you?” it took a lot of energy to put on the fake smile and bring ...
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Desi Souls: American Suicides

Wednesday, February 1st, 2006
At a stage in life, where friends her age would be rushing their kids to school, she stood alone, on the terrace of her office building. The Los Angeles skyline clear, visible and strangely looking very beautiful. She carefully folded her jacket and placed it on the floor over the last letter she would ever write. She pulled a corner of the letter from underneath the jacket so the words “For PS, my only friend” would be visible. Strangely she felt quite calm, unlike the strong jaws of depression which had her screaming a day ago. I love you Mom… Dad, forgive me for I could not become what you dreamed of… Raj…I still love you…. And then she flew. She ...
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Desi Souls: Lost in America

Tuesday, April 19th, 2005
He had always been troubled by the thought of the purpose of his existence. Teenage life saw him pouring through religious, theological books which tried their best to confuse the answer to the question. In adult life the pressures of making a livelihood took over. He realized the importance of burning ambitions and hard work and they took him places. His personal life was in shambles though. In the U.S., with a good job, car and a rented home, having a debt of thousands of dollars, he had lost his path on the tracks which lead to many acts which made him – each time - squelch at the mere thought of having done ...
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