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The Nuances

Flaunters, some loud, mostly bold 

The bustle, the fame

Oh the big game...

They chase it all!

And the wallflowers?

Some quiet, rarely outraged 

The hustle, the patience simmered in silence 

The clinical trials to land a whale!

What seems like a mirage of face-off to the fleeting eye,

Is indeed a shared space of quiet labor where the nuances lie...

Aren't they both seekers?

The loud, the quiet 

Regardless of their fate

Or the effort that defies it,

How they wish the world just pauses

And takes notice of the nuances...



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  1. AnonymousJuly 30, 2026 at 12:34 AM

    The world should indeed pause, to admire and ponder the nuances, thank you for gently bringing out the delicate thoughts, the innocent wish of attracting attention to how the quiet and the loud, are all seekers of something deeper. Whether a whale or a wallflower, each is lost in their own delving...

    This is a beautiful rendition of the tiny world inside each one of us... I was drawn by your words, and felt like I shared your world lens for a moment too!! 💖💖

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  2. ShilpaJuly 30, 2026 at 3:40 AM

    Thank you for taking the time to pause and notice 😍

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  3. AparnaJuly 30, 2026 at 9:18 AM

    What a beautiful perspective. Your words celebrate both the visible victories and the silent perseverance with equal empathy. The imagery and rhythm make the message linger long after the last line. Wonderful writing, Shilpa 👏

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