Burying the Childhood

It was a particularly bright day for a funeral. The sun was shining down in all its golden glory. The air was thick with pollen from spring flowers. The small town was mostly at the Paanja jheel, boating, enjoying family picnics. Lovers were canoodling amongst the bushes. Everyone was out celebrating the onset of spring and the…

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Unpopular: We Are The World Blogfest #WATWB

Cut me and I bleed,  Hurt me and I weep. Rebuke me and I cringe,  Touch me and I shrink.  Mock me, it stings,  Prank me, no ‘fun’ it brings.  Bully me and I cower,  Unfriend me; loneliness tastes sour. Folks, they say, ‘get over it’,  But they’ll never know the hidden bits.  When darkness…

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First Impressions – Part 2

≈≈≈He≈≈≈ “Unbelievable!” He couldn’t stop saying the word out loud to himself, as he walked away from that mad girl. “I was only looking for an address!” He looked down at his shabby clothes, torn shoes and unruly hair. Maybe she mistook him for riff-raff. But even so, no one had the right to be…

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