Hope feels like
the tiny rainbow in our living room,
quivering on the floor,
as the sun peeps in
through the glass window.
I crouch near it,
and take it into my hands,
marvelling at the hues dancing
over the creases of my palms.
And then the sun shifts,
and my hands are empty again.

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//Adulthood

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Maybe, home is a memory
that stays within you,
more than you will
at any other place

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Two sides of a coin - A short story.


Two school friends, now successful adults, catch up after a long time. Secrets are spilled and new realizations are grappled. What does it really mean to be a woman with dreams in a patriarchal society?

(Read on to find)

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Hopeless, helpless, clueless,
broken and shattered,
I wander in search of
the lost pieces of my soul.

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As I look back,
All the ebbs and flows
of life
has made me
the person I deserved to be.
And I can only
be grateful for the
bittersweet lessons :) ✍💌

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i am the full moon
a perfect blend of madness and sadness

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i am the setting sun
even my last breath can fill an ocean

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So what., if the nib still bleeds ??
When the soul spreads smile !

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A journey that became home

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