Quilling
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Life Lessons
It takes so much courage to ask for help, and to ask again after you’ve been denied multiple times is braver still…
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unseen
The physical fights leave visible wounds, and scars that prove the struggle that ensued. But these brutal wars that we fight within, the deep wounds that incessantly bleed till we drop down on the battle field, the help that never arrives because to the beholder there is nothing to be helped…
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The torn whole
To lose yourself is a nasty business; back to the brokenness you were so late to discover, or on to the terrors you had fought to escape all this while.
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the Storm
I’ve learnt to observe this storm within. It is literally a storm, rocking your insides and threatening to tear you down. And boy, has it torn me down! I have lost track of the number of times it has happened over the past couple of years.
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Lessons from Yonder
There is something about the sight of a leafless tree that communicates a deep sense of courage and resilience. In the midst of so much green and yellow and red, the greyish brown frame of this loner sometimes becomes a mighty statement.
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The Road to Repair
My mobile phone has fallen down so many times over the past three years; I was careless sometimes, people around me were careless on few occasions and at other times it was nobody’s fault. But it ended up with a few bruises anyway, both visible and invisible. There are a few dents at the corners…
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Untold Stories
I had completely forgotten how interesting it was to spend time alongside her. Caught up in studies, duties, computer, mobile phone and maybe my thought that I had outgrown “mummy times”. I don’t even remember how long it had been since I spent more than a single hour with her. In between our fights and…
Quill Gone Mad 