About Me

About Me

On that misty evening, she asked me to pen down regarding myself! While writing besides the warmth of fiery firewood, I got stuck by its unusual ending; all I wanted to say to her was not about myself, it’s all about herself.

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A Black Mole

I found that it’s very difficult to stay in front my mirror for finding out that black-mole, I’ve, right above my left eyebrow. He stated last night that he had ascertained that there. But at where? Nothing is there! Noooo… He said so.. It’s there.. Yes, it’s…

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The Mystical Path

It was then he realized that there is a formal darkness coming by that haunted path; a fascinating doll woven together with cotton and silk moaned for a while, looking at him. Alas! His heart beats lowered down, and those dry lips were kissed by a woman, like a chameleon.

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That Day

Sometimes, I forget the intentions to be accomplished in my life, the things I’ve to be done before that day. They constantly address it as a sacred moment- a couple seconds which helps to interpret the other face in me- a hooked path yet to be unknotted…..

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