Priceless Moments

Happiness is wearing your mothers saree to a simple orthodox South Indian girl. Well what can I say I am the typical me. Well I just aced my introduction!!! A couple of months back I wore my mother’s 15 year old saree but the main problem was I did not know how to wear it….

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Homme

He curtained himself head deep in work as usual. As she lay on the sofa bored to death. How can he forget that today was their marriage day?Will this quarantine ever end she wondered. She was jogging her memories down her vivid thoughts. From first crush to friends to lovers and finally husband and wife….

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The Little Black Dahilia

8:30 this morning a girl died well at least a part of her. She returned as a murderer killing her innocence as a bait to the eyes of the truth. Back home as a stranger perhaps . She was ready to face the consequences of being a changed women. Unsettled and stressed would be exact…

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My Devil

My cute devil of sweet angel has always had a habit of keeping me aww struck with her adorable factory of ways. Both of us grew up fighting, loving and irrating each other all the way along. But somehow we succeed in driving our parents crazy over our pathetic arguments up the wall. From stealing…

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Modern little red riding hood

As a kid I grew up reading fairy tales. Who would have knew that reality would have turned me into little red riding hood. Little Red riding hood went out into the woods all alone to face the big bad wolf but when ever I travel alone especially at night, I pray that I don’t…

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More than just a son

Let me tell you not just a story but the actual life event of my very dear friend Dennis. From not just being the school house captain to football player maniac and to a drummer boy in a band. But no one sees the hidden scars locked to his heart. He was a damaged goods…

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Rebel in white coat

Probably today was the day that I was most religiously hard on myself. Congratulations life, I am living proof that I can deal with what ever you throw at my face . Today I sent self sympathy in the eyes of holder a goodbye. Since two days I could barely get enough sleep. Yesterday has…

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Rape victim

Rose are red ,violets are blue, my middle finger salutes you for taking advantage of my kindness as a weakness and for ever underestimating my every move. I can’t wait for the day when karma screws you over. It’s about time I take matters into my own hands and turn tables. I crave for distruction…

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My life as dessert flower

Sometimes I think where the hell am I? What happened to the old me. I feel my entire life as the dessert flower. Waiting to bloom. I think the dessert flower is the bad ass of all flowers. Don’t you think? You can get a rose from any corner of this earth but not a…

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The beach

The golden cornflakes sand crumbled as I walked across the beautiful beache. I can feel the warm salty wind brushing against my cheek.Somewhere in the distance I can hear the cries of seagulls cracking jokes at the human world.The gentle swish of the tide tickling me and running away from me as if we are…

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