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You're one little poet. You see within and transcending. You look at the lens of your camera And wait to see beyond, Those eyes you always wanted to look at, Those eyes are looking at yours now You don't

Dear Boo-Boo, I just hope your godbrother is showing you this status and reading it to you. Listen, though we don't really know each other because of such a bad mediator, I've always loved your photos

I remember days when I wanted so bad to have a listener, who would just pay heed to my words except for the world. At this age, I'm tired, sick and wearisome to talk and yet never to breathe or think.

Wherever you're. However you're. Whatever you're today. You made the introvert walk in uneasy shoes. You made her talk. You destroyed her and created her bit by bit. You grew with her and made her grow

I still remember the "daur" (I don't really know what else to call it), when my unuttered words got echoed in your voice. How we had 6,000 milliseconds in a single minute. How we made the unofficial

To someone who won't ever be reading this, Probably storms have gone back to their homes by now and cuddling the broken dreams, while slow rainfalls are caressing my little grasses on their loss. Probably

He- Normalise hugs and kisses. Me- Okay, you can feel like this if you want to. Me writing open letter to male friends He- such a characterless bitch! ----------------- Me writing open letters to female

.PAUSE. ... and you get both your hands under your head, as if another secured lap over your pillow, facing the big white wall, well ceiling you may call it. You find little cobwebs spiralling over your

Emotional Abuse in Childhood Emotional abuse is a lesser known topic that is very important to talk about. Most individuals are oblivious to the fact that such a term even exists. This article is mainly

With fingers burnt I tongued my fears All my agonies of being forgotten With numbed mercy I gaze at you now Our moments so far subside at dark Another tiff of wounded pride and... Like every other time,

Nurturing nature: Though nature is the mother that carried our limbs in its womb and nurtured us and shielded us like a true protector but then when we grow up, it becomes our duty too, to look after our

On the way to the land of lights...

Okay, here's a place... Where a person holds a camera in his/her hand and randomly clicks to get an awesome view without even knowing the basic grammar of photography. So, here goes this novice girl and

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Though I'm no self acclaimed artist or painter, but whenever I get time I feel like investing it into excavate the moment's memory in a memoir, not indulging in silly town talks or idle time... This is

Book is a friend that never leaves one's side... Thanks a lot for sharing your time with me. @dobartim @chbartist @jsdjack @beastlybanter @arcange @d-pend @cktc @partiko @gandhibaba @skreza @voteme

Hello again friends! I titled this work as "meraki" which is a Greek word and carries the meaning of an artwork or a work of passion in which the artist has given his/her essence into... This

And all you need to do, is to pay a bit of your attention to my click. Thanks a lot for sharing your time with me. @dobartim @chbartist @jsdjack @beastlybanter @arcange @d-pend @cktc @partiko @gandhibaba

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