You broke me – bit by bit – Reblog

Originally posted on Mama's Shadows:
You were young, you wanted to become independent, you were innocent and inexperienced. Then you had me. The well-meaning but not always well-feeling influence of others on you was incredibly strong. This is where my life went wrong. You didn’t protect me. You didn’t accept me. You didn’t even…

Perpetual Deja Vu – Excerpt-3, #writephoto

Since I am finally FINALLY trying to finish “the trial” I thought why not share another excerpt of my ever-under-construction book Run..run! She closed her eyes. Her heart hammering wildly, lungs fighting their own battle. And she was running.. Focusing all her energy on her unbelievably heavy feet. She was giving it all. As if…… Continue reading Perpetual Deja Vu – Excerpt-3, #writephoto

Shakespearean Window..#writephoto

She was returning from school. Her pace a cocktail of walking briskly, tip toeing, jogging and kicking random rocks, depending on her mood and magnitude of exhaustion. Her back hunched under the weight of abnormally heavy bag. She sometimes would look at donkey carts and shout, “there is no difference between me and you” followed…… Continue reading Shakespearean Window..#writephoto

Fear or Aggression?

As strange as this may sound.. That day was as normal as any day of my life. As normal as breathing oxygen drinking water… I reached the exam center 45 minutes early. No, I am not talking about reporting time. I was there 45 minutes before reporting time. I found an empty bench in the…… Continue reading Fear or Aggression?

Secret of Strong Bones!

When your parents are eldest siblings of their families you end up becoming babysitter of like 15 to 20 little hooligans. Whenever they gather chaos is normal…and silence mean calamity. As I was one of the older cousins our duty was to watch them and guard them from themselves! One fine day I saw the…… Continue reading Secret of Strong Bones!

Terrified Fidgety Beast

And here comes my favorite word! Where were you all these months??? *shooting kisses all over* Being savage was my thing! I somehow learned to conceal it with age as it wasn’t socially acceptable in our society. I was a weird unkempt un-groomed socially awkward girl with zero tolerance for bullshit whatsoever. I could kill…… Continue reading Terrified Fidgety Beast