Writing

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I spread my wings and took flight, Flapped hard and soared… Cheers and encouragement met my ears, As I rose higher and higher. And Now I glide over the clouds, The only one who knows the truth. You were with me… Every step of the way… Invisible to the world, You were the wind beneath … Read more

The Glass Slipper…

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It has been a year in the making and finally its done… I finished writing my new story “The Sculptor’s Statue” a couple of days back, I did not want to hype this up much but the last two posts were in my opinion necessary before I put it online…

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How Naked is Naked…

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How would you feel if you were naked in front of the world?
I am not talking about shedding your clothes… Naked so that the world can see into your soul. Taking away all the masks, all the doubts and blatantly being measured for your choices and opinions.

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Pretty Eyes and Coffee boy…

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Their eyes met in an instant and then on they were both aware of each other’s presence. They sat about 10 feet away facing each other, a distance small enough that he could tell the shade of color in her eyes and a distance large enough to fit 10 people between them and at the first opportunity 10 ppl jumped in.

Coffee boy(for the lack of a better name) tried to ignore the glances but he failed miserably, every word he said, every action he made, he now saw it from the eyes of someone sitting 10 feet away facing him. Pretty Eyes(for obvious reasons) was not a silent passenger in the ride, she was now wondering about the gorgeous girls at CB’s table.

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