•Wounds around the dinner table•

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Do you still long for me, honey?— % &

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I wear glasses and tell others that there is a light at the end of the tunnel but when it's my turn to see, I close my eyes.

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There are some fryums that have a very beautiful shape like a star in a long lost constellation or like a wheel. These kind of fryums never get perfectly fried. No matter how hard you try, some part of them always remains unfried.

I always pick those ones because I love them due to their shape and that little uncooked part. That uncooked part is the best thing about it.

So when you see someone who is differently shaped or has a little uncooked part, do choose them. They need to know that they deserve everything they have.

We will always go for the bright sunflowers in the front but we never even notice the crushed flower on the wall. Notice it. Choose it and give them a chance to pour themselves out and see the wonders in their mind.

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I'm like that pair of earrings that is never bought. It looks beautiful from a distance but when you touch it, you see how worn out it is because it is tired of sitting there unnoticed.

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All I wanted was to be wanted.
I fear they'll never let me in those dazzling rooms I have visions of.
So as the curtains close and the lights go out, I let a shaky breath out.
And make sure it was my last.

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Happy 4th birthday!

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The day I understood the real meaning of Khayali Pulao.

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