Scarring my childhood with his touch and again he was there in front of me. I squirmed when he hugged me,wolf in sheep clothing.
Old man overheard Doctor informing about his Alzheimer’s. Family was sad but he was happy for making new friends everyday.
Utopia is in a mind which prefers observing over judging , contemplating over blabbering and admiring the positive over ridiculing for the negative.
“Get lost” I said. “Stay here” I meant.
Her mother burned herself like a pheonix, to bring maya to life, today… she was too proud to carry on that legacy to her own grave.
Have you ever been betrayed? she asked. Before I could say anything my eyes started responding heavily.
The blunders of chaotic life, through every accusation I am facing, through the harsh words of the society or undisciplined actions of mine, through the wicked winds, through the shallow vein..everything is just so smart and well planned to cut off my survival!
I know there are other things to talk about, to write about, to feel about, to live about, to think about and to speak about! But honestly, nothing interests me if it isn’t about him and his endearment to sense about.
And when she lacks to give him that love, he comes to me!
If she wasn’t for him, she questioned, why did she exist? Little did she knew about the prince who waited for her in the castle.