His perfection

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His perfection

“you remember when..?”, nostalgia striked. His presence didn’t hurt her anymore or maybe she was good at pretending. she dug up all the good moments she had with him. All these years helped her to have a realm of her emotions. she held back her tears but he noticed her sparkling eyes. He wondered how […]

Nouveau jour

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Nouveau jour

  “why is not easy?” her tears were visible as they sat on the rim of her swollen eyes. She looked straight at her best friend’s face who didn’t have any answer to her questions. He came in her with a bag full of surprises. He made her happy. After long she wore a genuine, […]

The social network.

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The social network.

Yesterday I saw my mother writing to a diary. She has a pile of them in her cupboard and she gets really mad if we touch them. The 80s child ❤ but the kids today have a new place to write their feeling down, Facebook. And mind you, they get really mad if nobody reads. […]

Burned.

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Burned.

Illusions often break to leave a scar. In dreams i didnt realise the real world was far. Abandoned in a wink, i had no home. Legs too weak to find a hope. Burned in the fire of truth i walked Miles away now, i am still bogged.   PRAGATI VERMA

In our times…

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In our times…

Half of my conversations with my parents lead to the phrase ‘ hamarey zmaney mai’ (in our times.) They have so many stories to share, so many good habits we can adopt, a lifestyle too different from ours, we the 90s kids. But you know what is worth wondering? What will our ‘in our times..’ […]