Losing My Hands

There’s something wrong with my hands these days. They have a mind of their own, I swear. They defy sense and decency. They make me feel like I’m a wanton woman, Driven by need.  —————— I restrain them from unlocking the phone every five minutes. Then from hovering over your name on the contact list,…

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Guest Post Fridays: Sleeping Child

YuhuTama YuhuBlogger I wished to sing to a child, my child, and make him enter the realm of blissful slumber, in my arms. I wished to watch him as he sleeps, To wait patiently for the moments of his smiles and frowns. Oh what a joy would it be, to see a part of myself,…

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Brother Dearest

I share a very ‘blink and you miss’ relationship with my Brother. In the sense that the love we have for each other is mostly just unexpressed, dormant. Rarely have we witnessed expositions of love, so much so that sometimes our own parents have thought us indifferent to each other. But we know we’re like…

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Three Day Quote Challenge – Day 2

Hi Everyone, I have been challenged by fellow blogger Harlife to post three quotes for three days and select three bloggers in the course of these three days to take up the challenge. I had posted three quotes on Negative People yesterday. I’ll reveal today’s theme in a bit. But first, my thanks to Harlife who is an amazing…

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