Category: Blog Stories
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Tears In My Eyes
Its unbearable; you bring tears in my eyes,I am fed up of you, you always make me cry. Your face is wrapped around multiple layers,Your heart is hollow, you smell like a slayer. I tolerated you, because I feared an insipid life,Now I got new gloves, apron and a sharp knife. I wish to cut…
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Messy is Funny
It is getting difficult for me to manage a troubled working from home Mr Husband and a troublesome three-year-old Mr Tots together in a 1BHNK, which stands for one Bedroom, Hall and Non-existent Kitchen because the kitchen is conveniently created with two platforms in the hall itself. Coming back to the point, due to the…
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Not All Falls Are Beautiful
Here comes autumn, I see some falling leaves,Pale yellow hues with a green tinge. ‘The season of fall is beautiful, this warm breeze.’I run my fingers through my hair, ‘ Oh! frizz.’ ‘Now you could have stayed up there a little longer’.I said to the strands of hair stuck on my fingers. ~ The falling…
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Timeless Inspiration
Yes it was not my best day,I agree I am feeling distraught,But I am grateful, I got a chance to essay,I will try again, till my options exhaust. When I close my eyes before the last sleep,I don’t wanna go with the thought,“Yeah, I could have tried once again,I should have given it another shot.”…
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Blinding light
There comes another blinding light. Oh! They are just weakening my eyesight. It’s hard to drive in the city, without getting a fit. When all the streets are pretty well lit, Why for Gods sake would you burn a High beam headlight?
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Strength
I derive my strength, from your smile; He said. Her inner soul revived to life, Which she had conjectured dead.
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Trolled, were you?
A platform to connect with old and new;Social Media, it’s now used day to day.I can stay in touch,even with the ones far away. There are all sorts of forums,to share your thoughts and quotes.I posted in one, to find like-minded troop,but the comments made me choke. ‘You are so violable, won’t withstand long’,I was…
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Let’s Talk Periods, With Our Sons
14-year-old Nidhi was playing hopscotch with her best friend. She was having a churning stomachache that day and was feeling lethargic. “What are you doing Nidhi? Play properly.” Yelled Ananya. “I am not feeling very well today.” Nidhi said holding her belly. Suddenly, Ananya screamed looking at Nidhi’s crotch. There were red blood stains on…
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A Love Story
He was alone, lived in solitary.He met her.They fell in love.They got married.They prayed for each other’s good life.They loved each other.They saw all the highs and lows together.They had children.Their children grew up.Their children left the nest one by one.Their children settled in their own lives.They still lived happily with each other.They loved each…
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Food for ‘Baby’ thought
I miss Breastfeeding days badly because there was a connection with my kiddo that is absent now. Naaaayyyy!!!! Truth is breastmilk was the only food that my kid would gulp down happily. No tantrums, no making faces, no running away, no mess. Irrespective of whatever I stuffed in my belly, the recipe would always turn…
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