Silence, a deafening silenceScaring me to the coreLosing me from my path, from myselfWith every passing event. Not an unexpected
With tasks accomplishingTargets and goals blurredWere those my responsibilitiesOr my dreams fulfilled? With meticulous planning and executionEvery minutia broke its
Caged in a cageless cageLife reckoning and beckoningEventful, uncomplicated and happeningReining reins to my tunes. Sand, stone, rain, and breezeAll
Changing cities and I have been the best of friends in recent years following husband around his various postings. Just
She shuddered. She screamed. A silent scream. The gnawing despair and helplessness she suffered since years now gorged her up.
It’s been quite a long time since I posted last. My apologies to all my readers for this long gap.
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