embodiment of stories

I am an embodiment of stories. I speak of titles that are at times too vague, sometimes too confusing. Within me, words flow perfectly in organised paragraphs, my thoughts and emotions so perfectly written I can relive them over and over again. I cannot tell which story is my favorite; […]

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your hands

your hands sing lullabies to my deprived body as they play tunes that awaken my nerves and sends my mind into a place so surreal. your fingertips make way to the places that have all been so forbidden but what care do we have when all we want is love? […]

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my existence

I am not sure what my existence on this Earth is supposed to signify What I am certain of is that my time here is too little to please people who matter not so much And for those who matter too much, what what greater pain can there be for […]

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the weather

the weather it’s the weather, i think i wake up to the sun beaming through the grey curtains, reassuring that even the dullest colours welcome arrays of light cheery and refreshed, i push the button down the kettle and prepare a morning cup of tea and the moment i sit […]

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desi girls

desi girls we are the girls who are both the protagonists and antagonists in the stories you read about, the drama serials you are addicted to we are talented, so much so that we can play roles effortlessly when asked to act like this or not like that we can […]

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