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#review#shortStory#CA#cont Her space was her sanctuary. Her escape. She listened to waves crash in the background. The ambiance of a soft glow surrounded her. She would take a breath in through her mouth feel the air upon her tongue and travel into her belly. She was free.

#shortStory#cont. #CA#review What was it that made this interaction so endearing? Some called her gifted. Others said she was Intuitive. She always knew the right touch. The right words. There wasn’t a moment the mind couldn’t escape. Finding a peace in the shadows. Using the stillness within her. A calm. She could connect on a level that even friends and family had shied away from. Her light and their darkness would dance.

ALWAYS PERFECT! She was perfectly beautiful, Absolutely perfect!, With her perfect eyes and perfect lips, Perfect body 8-figured hips, She was... In all ways perfect! Her imperfections were there but one, And that's.. leaving me alone, So thirsty! Sad and lonely 😔, With lots of her b-day wishes and promises... And that marriage plan, All not yet done! But surely, She was... All-ways perfect 😘! #review #poetry #romanticpoems #poems

To the first friend, I made You are the reason to feel and realise what friendship is and how it feels. You brought happiness to my life. You were possessive on me. You were sad when i wasn't talk with you. You motivated me. You stood by my side. You were the one who scold when I do something wrong. I never thought that you left me and found a new best friend(s) But they love you more than me. I wish you to be happy and loved always not to be with me. We still communicate now and then. But not with the same Friendship just like a stranger. You fought with others to sit near with me but now you get over me and sit in other place even when there is no competition. I'm accepted the reality. I appreciate your choice of leaving me and get more loyal, true, lovely friends. I still hope you didn't forget my friendship with you #letter#review#friendshipbreakup

#review#rant You see how we think we chase that person in our life who we think is special, how we are always looking for ways so that they can look back at us in the same way we look at them, they feel for us same way we feel for them... And they don't. After which we feel we are a fool for chasing them and we think they enjoy or show apathy towards our situation... Guess what.. Everyone's fool for someone. They are not looking at us the way we look at them because they are looking at someone else the way we look at them and perhaps that someone is hoping to catch someone else's attention... And the chain goes on. I would be too crass to say that everyone's someone's bitch. #The_Lost_Poet

My First Encounter With Death-: I was then a Puerilo of Around 6 & Studied in U.K.G or Perhaps L.K.G, I used to go to School on Foot. On My Way to School and Back To Home , I did See an Old Man He was a Hindu & Perhaps A Brahmin Sitting on a Khatola Out his House Looking me He did Send a Smile And this Scene was not a Talk of Someday ,A Year Passed that way Never I gone near Him ,Neither I ever Sent him That Smile Back He was After all a Stranger A REGULAR STRANGER Then a Day On My Way Back Home , I Saw Crowd Out his House He was Made Sleep on Ground And was Draped with White Cloth Then A Moment Next People Lifted him up on Some Woody-Arrangement & Started Saying ‘’RAAM NAAM SATYA HAI ...... RAAM NAAM SATYA HAI......’’ I Understood Nothing Yet I get Blank , My Neck Got Dried , My Blood Felt-like Freezed, My Body Stiffened , I was Suffocating A Horror and Pain Sticken To My Heart & I Started Crying to My Fullest on my way Even Some People of My Dada-Abbu’s Pehchaan stopped & Asked me ‘’ Kaa Hua Babua Kahen Rovat Hey ‘’ But I just Cried I reached Home My Daadi , My Phupphi , My Ammi & My Par-Daadi all tried to Stop me from Sobbing but i myself was not having Control over it , it was Coming itself I Cried and just Cried till i got into Grip of Sleep I Caught High Fever , loose-Motions , Vomitting and just wht not I had not Gone School For 5-6 Days . When I resumed my Schooling then on that way No More a Person In Vest & Dhoti With a Smile to Greet Sits On Khatola Out There On That ‘Chabotra’ [A Raised Land] I did Send Smile Back Daily Paying The Debt I Owe to Someone But None To Receive....... #review #Memoir #The_Robinhood

She's a mother, a daughter, She's brave, courageous, Is She's feeble ? Helpless ? No! It's you, your frame of mind, Still let's her freedom to rescind! She's not disabled, Just the scenario made her existence confined, Even in the century of 21st, She's still defenseless over the set of your mind! She never got the freedom, which a boy gets at his age, So could you please let me know, How She's guilty at every stage ? Either She's LAXMI to NIRBHAYA and PRIYANAKA in 2019, Nothing has changed, Every single day, every single minute, nd in every single second, She's molested, burnt and raped! This act is plaintive enough, We can't even think of, Only a question I wanted to ask, When she'll get rid of! 💯 -Gurpreet Bhatia #guri#poetry#review#write

"Corona Virus" World taken by small virus Life frozen to below minus Quarantine and lockdown Virus must be knockdown Avoid crowd, wear masks Be responsible, fulfil tasks Keep a distance of 6 feet Death is looking to meet ~ Realist Writes #realist#poem#corona#review

"Corona Virus" World taken by small virus Life frozen to below minus Quarantine and lockdown Virus must be knockdown Avoid crowd, wear masks Be responsible, fulfil tasks Keep a distance of 6 feet Death is looking to meet ~ Realist Writes #realist#poem#corona#review

Title: Does faith work without work? Always remember, faith is bounded by buch of rules, regulations and discipline therefore faith works whenever we work with it. As per my observation, we should hold the weight of faith more than the weight of work. If complete trust is compromised then anxiety, depression can take place irrespective of your social status or abilities. History says that many workholic, business tycoon, celebrities, Intelligent students committed suicideand the lack of faith is the core reason behind failures. #review #quora #ahrs

Kashmir Files Yesterday I went to watch a movie in cinema. I was very excited for this movie as I’ve been waiting for it for almost 6 months now. ‘Kashmiri Files’ the name numbs me. Somehow, I gathered my courage, convinced my family members and friends to take out time and watch this movie with me. I’m a very sensitive person so throughout the way to the cinema hall, I kept reassuring myself “I’m strong, I must not cry”. We reached the cinema hall 10minutes late but what I saw there in the hall took away my heart. People standing up for two minutes in silence for Kashmiri Hindus who lost their lives. The movie started. It was just a few minutes into the movie and I was able to relate myself with the characters. No one moved, not even for a second for the rest of the first half. It was intermission but to my surprise there was no noisy long queue on food counter of the theatre. Nobody talking a word. Terrified and shocked, people were just looking at each other. Viewers who got their snacks before the movie, in all probability, couldn't eat as I could see trays with almost untouched food. The second half of the movie began. I didn’t have a single tear in my eyes yet but yes I was sad and terrified. The second half brought tears to the eyes of every person present in the theatre. There was a young man sitting beside me. He was almost my age and had come with her mother to watch the movie. I couldn’t help myself from seeing his mother crying throughout the second half. Tears fall of her eyes every two seconds. Those were tears of pain and persecution faced by our ancestors. The young man passed his handkerchief to his mother and helped her wipe her tears. The movie was about to end. Each and every person in the theatre got goosebumps. Everybody was crying. Everybody could relate themselves and the stories they had heard from their parents about Kashmir and how they were forced to leave their home. It was not a movie, it was reality. People had started leaving the theatre. The mother of the young man was still crying. He hugged his mother. His mother told him how his Mama (mother’s brother) was killed in a similar way to the character in the movie. The young man got shocked and numbed. So was I when I listened to the words the young man spoke next. He said “Maa, I had a Mama too?” He was never told by his mother about his Mama who was killed so that he never suffers the trauma which they suffered #review#truestory#sid07.xo

It's Father's Day👨 and I wish every ones father a happy and blessed life. This is to request every member of this worthy group to write few lines about your Dad. #review#fathersday#Happyfathersday