Being masi

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Being masi

I thought I was still a child until I saw him for the first time. I remember how in that nursery there were many tiny babies but none made me feel like he did. I saw him and time stopped. I felt tears forming in my eyes as he moved slowly in that cot. He […]

The Red Dress

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The Red Dress

“Stop it.”, he stood straight near her chair. “And what am I supposed to stop?” She turned around him keeping her mug on the table. He lowered and brought his face in front of her to get the perfect eye contact, “Hacking into my dreams.”  She turned all pink and stole away her eyes as […]