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The First Time You Got There
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You wanted to know everything in a minute
You wish you could grasp all things at a goal
You felt too late than earlier
At a glance, you could flip through the pages of old
memories.
The First Time You Got There;
You counted your name amongst great achievers
You could exhibit the sigh of letting down burden loads and taking up a crown
With some sort of pride in your bosom, you counted and
compared yourself to those who have also got there
Nonetheless, you expressed your gratitude to the few
“OMG! I feel at home”, perhaps that wasn’t your
destination.
The First Time You Got There;
You looked supercharged, ready to clear your path of any
competition and kind
In no time, you lost your prowess.
Awww! You felt it didn’t end well. Yes!
That was just the first time.
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© Benjamin Oduro
The First Time You Got There
==============================
You wanted to know everything in a minute
You wish you could grasp all things at a goal
You felt too late than earlier
At a glance, you could flip through the pages of old
memories.
The First Time You Got There;
You counted your name amongst great achievers
You could exhibit the sigh of letting down burden loads and taking up a crown
With some sort of pride in your bosom, you counted and
compared yourself to those who have also got there
Nonetheless, you expressed your gratitude to the few
“OMG! I feel at home”, perhaps that wasn’t your
destination.
The First Time You Got There;
You looked supercharged, ready to clear your path of any
competition and kind
In no time, you lost your prowess.
Awww! You felt it didn’t end well. Yes!
That was just the first time.
=============================
© Benjamin Oduro
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Day 112–February 18th, 2081
Dear Diary, I find it amusing that if you reverse the digits of the year in the date above, you will get my birthday, which is today. My bunker doesn’t have any window, but there are some in the dining hall. It gives a splendid view of the space from the ship. The distance has reduced Earth into a speck. Mars looks much nearer now - a red blot. I wonder if the color of the soil affects our skin tone. If that is so our offspring’s on Mars might have skin tones ranging from Pink to Maroon. Hilarious.
They say that we used Earth’s gravity as a slingshot, else it would have taken more than 300days. But now, around a month more, and HelloooMars. 50yrs of toil, and we did it. The place is livable now, they say–but only in closed crystal semi-spheres.
Thinking about the slingshot, I find it common with the spaceship that I too was thrown out of earth by… by my bitch step mom. I didn’t say to you, but I saw her rutting out to a man in my Dad’s bedroom! Disgusting. I miss you Dad. I wish it was her and you were alive. I think I did the right thing turning her over to the police for adultery. Now thinking about it, I could say I rather threw off myself from Earth. Its days has lessened by another 100 days. A few more 100s and life will be done there. Nobody knows how its magnetic field is vanishing and how with it is vanishing rest of the life forms starting from birds. Ok, now there goes the lunch buzzer. Later then.
N
Nikita closed her diary and left for the mess. She collected her meal and sat in her usual place along with Carl. He was reading a book on biology. It had the author’s photo at the back cover. Nikita’s jaws dropped seeing him. She grabbed the book from Carl. “Hey, manners girl.” He cried.
“Who is he?” asked Nikita, tapping on the photo.
“He is James Salmon,” Carl said. “The famous biologist who made it possible. Because of whom we will live on.” It disappointed him as the fact didn’t light up Nikita’s face, rather it became stiff. He heaved a sigh and picking up the spoon, “But sadly, he was killed the day before we boarded the ship.”
“Killed?”
“Yes, by his wife. Suspected adultery. But it is being now said that there might have been some scam they are brushing it under the carpet. He was a member of the board for Mars Project and took sexual favors for a seat in this ship. One per girl is the rumor.”
Nikita got up with the book in her hand, which slipped out on the way to the window. She placed her hands on it, looking out to the blue dot. Her eyes swelled and tears rolled out, as she whispered Sorry into the vast empty space.
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Day 112–February 18th, 2081
Dear Diary, I find it amusing that if you reverse the digits of the year in the date above, you will get my birthday, which is today. My bunker doesn’t have any window, but there are some in the dining hall. It gives a splendid view of the space from the ship. The distance has reduced Earth into a speck. Mars looks much nearer now - a red blot. I wonder if the color of the soil affects our skin tone. If that is so our offspring’s on Mars might have skin tones ranging from Pink to Maroon. Hilarious.
They say that we used Earth’s gravity as a slingshot, else it would have taken more than 300days. But now, around a month more, and HelloooMars. 50yrs of toil, and we did it. The place is livable now, they say–but only in closed crystal semi-spheres.
Thinking about the slingshot, I find it common with the spaceship that I too was thrown out of earth by… by my bitch step mom. I didn’t say to you, but I saw her rutting out to a man in my Dad’s bedroom! Disgusting. I miss you Dad. I wish it was her and you were alive. I think I did the right thing turning her over to the police for adultery. Now thinking about it, I could say I rather threw off myself from Earth. Its days has lessened by another 100 days. A few more 100s and life will be done there. Nobody knows how its magnetic field is vanishing and how with it is vanishing rest of the life forms starting from birds. Ok, now there goes the lunch buzzer. Later then.
N
Nikita closed her diary and left for the mess. She collected her meal and sat in her usual place along with Carl. He was reading a book on biology. It had the author’s photo at the back cover. Nikita’s jaws dropped seeing him. She grabbed the book from Carl. “Hey, manners girl.” He cried.
“Who is he?” asked Nikita, tapping on the photo.
“He is James Salmon,” Carl said. “The famous biologist who made it possible. Because of whom we will live on.” It disappointed him as the fact didn’t light up Nikita’s face, rather it became stiff. He heaved a sigh and picking up the spoon, “But sadly, he was killed the day before we boarded the ship.”
“Killed?”
“Yes, by his wife. Suspected adultery. But it is being now said that there might have been some scam they are brushing it under the carpet. He was a member of the board for Mars Project and took sexual favors for a seat in this ship. One per girl is the rumor.”
Nikita got up with the book in her hand, which slipped out on the way to the window. She placed her hands on it, looking out to the blue dot. Her eyes swelled and tears rolled out, as she whispered Sorry into the vast empty space.
Graveyard
I walked beside a dead graveyard
Keeping myself a foot apart,
I could feel the horror grow
When I saw a dead lying crow.
Something then hit me from back
I turned and saw it was all black
Horror started filling me
Fear started drilling me ,
Trembling convulsively I said below'
" There is no dead only living soul"
I heard again; something at my back
Oh lord my god! what I saw then
I saw my sweety granny grin.
Then I swayed and sat back ,
"Thinking I had seen a dead"
Then something just struck my mind;
"There is no dead only living soul"
Something happend very strange
The dark vanished, and turned vauge,
I saw my Garnny smiling hard
She took my soul to heaven above.
#review #poem #Shashwat
I walked beside a dead graveyard
Keeping myself a foot apart,
I could feel the horror grow
When I saw a dead lying crow.
Something then hit me from back
I turned and saw it was all black
Horror started filling me
Fear started drilling me ,
Trembling convulsively I said below'
" There is no dead only living soul"
I heard again; something at my back
Oh lord my god! what I saw then
I saw my sweety granny grin.
Then I swayed and sat back ,
"Thinking I had seen a dead"
Then something just struck my mind;
"There is no dead only living soul"
Something happend very strange
The dark vanished, and turned vauge,
I saw my Garnny smiling hard
She took my soul to heaven above.
#review #poem #Shashwat
The Deal: A tale of betrayal
Part 5
Raquel was lying on the floor of her room, face down. Her head was bleeding but the more concerning injuries were on her joints; they were cut up and pierced as if she was attacked with blades and iron nails. Oddly enough there was no blood around the joints, just on the forehead, and that too wasn't too much still she needed an urgent blood transfusion. No weapon to have caused such injury was in sight either, her room was thoroughly checked, the ground below the window was checked too but still, there was no clue of anything as such. She looked pale as a ghost and so fragile and brittle then, that it felt like she would break at a slightest of touch.
"Hush my dear" Nadia calms Raquel down a bit and then she feeds her. None of them mentions the night but for some time Nadia wonders if that's what has been hurting Raquel, that same ghastly thing that she saw in her room; but it was a fleeting thought and Nadia forgets about it as she tries to entertain Raquel. When Nadia tells Raquel that she has to leave now she could see the fear on her face, so she immediately asks Raquel if she wants her to stay.
Raquel pulls herself together and tells her that she is fine. Deep down she has an idea that even if Nadia stayed it wouldn't make a difference and that her fate was sealed a long time ago.
Meanwhile, the continuous failure by Doctor Philip to understand the case of Raquel puts the hospital management in a bad mood and hence they decide on appointing someone new. For this purpose, Dr. Edwin Morris is to replace Dr. Philips in a few days. Dr. Edwin has experience with the most peculiar of cases and has published a lot of theories helpful in the field of psychology and thus has earned fame at a very young age.
For Dr. Edwin coming back to his hometown for work is nostalgic. As he drives through the streets where he rode his bike in his college days he feels memories all rush in at once. Years ago he left his home to serve the world. He went to every remote area he could and helped people with his knowledge. Everything else came in perhaps as a reward to his selflessness. And now in his own hometown, a very prestigious Institution wanted him to look into a perplexing case, how could he deny it so here he was driving right to the Institution to work his magic.
PART 1:
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PART 2:
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PART 3:
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PART 4
https://t.me/WritersClub/309303
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Part 5
Raquel was lying on the floor of her room, face down. Her head was bleeding but the more concerning injuries were on her joints; they were cut up and pierced as if she was attacked with blades and iron nails. Oddly enough there was no blood around the joints, just on the forehead, and that too wasn't too much still she needed an urgent blood transfusion. No weapon to have caused such injury was in sight either, her room was thoroughly checked, the ground below the window was checked too but still, there was no clue of anything as such. She looked pale as a ghost and so fragile and brittle then, that it felt like she would break at a slightest of touch.
"Hush my dear" Nadia calms Raquel down a bit and then she feeds her. None of them mentions the night but for some time Nadia wonders if that's what has been hurting Raquel, that same ghastly thing that she saw in her room; but it was a fleeting thought and Nadia forgets about it as she tries to entertain Raquel. When Nadia tells Raquel that she has to leave now she could see the fear on her face, so she immediately asks Raquel if she wants her to stay.
Raquel pulls herself together and tells her that she is fine. Deep down she has an idea that even if Nadia stayed it wouldn't make a difference and that her fate was sealed a long time ago.
Meanwhile, the continuous failure by Doctor Philip to understand the case of Raquel puts the hospital management in a bad mood and hence they decide on appointing someone new. For this purpose, Dr. Edwin Morris is to replace Dr. Philips in a few days. Dr. Edwin has experience with the most peculiar of cases and has published a lot of theories helpful in the field of psychology and thus has earned fame at a very young age.
For Dr. Edwin coming back to his hometown for work is nostalgic. As he drives through the streets where he rode his bike in his college days he feels memories all rush in at once. Years ago he left his home to serve the world. He went to every remote area he could and helped people with his knowledge. Everything else came in perhaps as a reward to his selflessness. And now in his own hometown, a very prestigious Institution wanted him to look into a perplexing case, how could he deny it so here he was driving right to the Institution to work his magic.
PART 1:
https://t.me/WritersClub/305700
PART 2:
https://t.me/WritersClub/305703
PART 3:
https://t.me/WritersClub/305707
PART 4
https://t.me/WritersClub/309303
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The Deal: A tale of betrayal
Part 1
Nadia yawns loudly stretching her arms and legs to the point that they make a cracking sound, her mouth stretches wide open to her ears despite her valiant efforts to not yawn. It's three in the night and it’s deadly…
Part 1
Nadia yawns loudly stretching her arms and legs to the point that they make a cracking sound, her mouth stretches wide open to her ears despite her valiant efforts to not yawn. It's three in the night and it’s deadly…
The Deal: A tale of betrayal
Part 6
Dr. Edwin reaches the Institution on the fifth day after the incidence since everyone was aware of his arrival beforehand they prepared all the papers regarding the patient but he refuses to see them. He wants someone who looked after these patients to guide him to the rooms before he reads about them anything. He wants to form his own opinion and reach his own conclusion by observing them and not borrowing what has been done by his predecessors. Strangely he doesn't just want to see the patients that he has been assigned to but wants to have a glance at every single one in the hospital. Everyone thinks it's odd but nobody has any objections to it, so he gets what he wants. By doing this Dr. Edwin takes a general note of how patients are categorized and how they are treated across the Institution. That will give him an idea if the case he will see is actually peculiar or is it just that management is at fault. After looking at all the other categories of patients finally, Nadia guides him through first and second-floor patients, these are prone to self-harm and can even be dangerous to others at times. Nadia thoroughly and passionately talks about each and every one of them and Dr. Edwin notices that the right procedure is in place and the staff is well trained. That only means that the case will be something worth looking at. Finally, he stands in front of the door of the last room on the second floor but with horror, he notices it's empty. He looks questioningly at Nadia but Nadia replies to him with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry Dr. I forgot to mention she's in the piano room, there's a piano tutor here every day for the patients who are capable of learning such but she loves to listen to it so she just sits there and listens.”
Looks of concern pass his face. "But the patients in this category aren't allowed to mingle with.." he starts to but the calm look of Nadia's face makes him drop his concern. She seemed to him so far as someone who knew her job well and he decides to trust her for that. Besides, doctor Philips would have made the decision so he has to take it in his stride.
"Can I see her there?" He asks Nadia, an open surrounding will give him a better chance to observe her. Nadia shows Dr. Edwin the piano room and Raquel sitting in a corner in a comfortable chair since her wounds are still healing. Dr. Edwin's eyes almost fall out of their sockets from a single glance at what he has been told is Miss Raquel Haggle, the room seems to whirl around his head and breathing only comes when he decides to do it consciously.
PART 1:
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PART 2:
https://t.me/WritersClub/305703
PART 3:
https://t.me/WritersClub/305707
PART 4
https://t.me/WritersClub/309303
PART 5
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Part 6
Dr. Edwin reaches the Institution on the fifth day after the incidence since everyone was aware of his arrival beforehand they prepared all the papers regarding the patient but he refuses to see them. He wants someone who looked after these patients to guide him to the rooms before he reads about them anything. He wants to form his own opinion and reach his own conclusion by observing them and not borrowing what has been done by his predecessors. Strangely he doesn't just want to see the patients that he has been assigned to but wants to have a glance at every single one in the hospital. Everyone thinks it's odd but nobody has any objections to it, so he gets what he wants. By doing this Dr. Edwin takes a general note of how patients are categorized and how they are treated across the Institution. That will give him an idea if the case he will see is actually peculiar or is it just that management is at fault. After looking at all the other categories of patients finally, Nadia guides him through first and second-floor patients, these are prone to self-harm and can even be dangerous to others at times. Nadia thoroughly and passionately talks about each and every one of them and Dr. Edwin notices that the right procedure is in place and the staff is well trained. That only means that the case will be something worth looking at. Finally, he stands in front of the door of the last room on the second floor but with horror, he notices it's empty. He looks questioningly at Nadia but Nadia replies to him with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry Dr. I forgot to mention she's in the piano room, there's a piano tutor here every day for the patients who are capable of learning such but she loves to listen to it so she just sits there and listens.”
Looks of concern pass his face. "But the patients in this category aren't allowed to mingle with.." he starts to but the calm look of Nadia's face makes him drop his concern. She seemed to him so far as someone who knew her job well and he decides to trust her for that. Besides, doctor Philips would have made the decision so he has to take it in his stride.
"Can I see her there?" He asks Nadia, an open surrounding will give him a better chance to observe her. Nadia shows Dr. Edwin the piano room and Raquel sitting in a corner in a comfortable chair since her wounds are still healing. Dr. Edwin's eyes almost fall out of their sockets from a single glance at what he has been told is Miss Raquel Haggle, the room seems to whirl around his head and breathing only comes when he decides to do it consciously.
PART 1:
https://t.me/WritersClub/305700
PART 2:
https://t.me/WritersClub/305703
PART 3:
https://t.me/WritersClub/305707
PART 4
https://t.me/WritersClub/309303
PART 5
https://t.me/WritersClub/310052
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The Mirage in Writers [english]
The Deal: A tale of betrayal
Part 1
Nadia yawns loudly stretching her arms and legs to the point that they make a cracking sound, her mouth stretches wide open to her ears despite her valiant efforts to not yawn. It's three in the night and it’s deadly…
Part 1
Nadia yawns loudly stretching her arms and legs to the point that they make a cracking sound, her mouth stretches wide open to her ears despite her valiant efforts to not yawn. It's three in the night and it’s deadly…
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( Endless love )
Adam was gorgeous boy and he studied at university. He was genuinely smart in his college and he became famous because of his smartness and his lovable face and those things made him selfish and cruel , and everyone talked about Adam in college . He didn't even looked at the other students in college because of his arrogance . Although Other students always went to Adam for asking about the subject but he always escaped from anything depended on studying cuz he didn't want anyone to be better than him he was constantly in the top ten list of smart students in his stage besides all the girls wanted to be his girl friend but he was really arrogant and he always thought that he deserve the pretty girl like an angel 😇 .
One day Adam went to college as always he didn't looked at anyone and all of a sudden he bumped into a pretty new girl like an angel . And a medical happened Adam was shocked and his eyes were wide the pretty girl said : sorry sir may I ask you something but adam's entire body trembled he gazed at the girl for a while and he replied with his shaking voice : for sure , go ahead , but wait I've never seen you here .
The pretty girl smiled and said yea I'm new here and that was what I wanted to say , I don't know anything here can you help me . Adam was happe because he thought he can spend time with her . When other students sow Adam with this girl 👧 they were stunned 😯 and every one discussed about them . Subsequently, Adam showed the girl the whole university and he asked her to be his friend , of course she was agreed gladly , every day Adam spent his time with the girl 👧 and some times he skipped his lectures just to be able to see the pretty girl. Everyday Adam fell in love with the pretty girl 👧 more and more. And Adam became care less about his studying and all of the teachers observed that. But Adam didn't care for their opinion he was moved on by this way . When he saw the girl he became another Adam and when he saw her smile he thought that he was only and happiest boy on the earth 🌎 . A week passed by as the other day Adam was about to go to college but differently , he decided to show his feelings for her and tell her how much he love her . Some hours passed by and Adam went to university and waited for the girl . But unfortunately the girl didn't come to university and she didn't even answer her phone. Adam was sad 😞 he didn't know what to do. He didn't even wanted to listen to the lectures so he went home unhappily 🥺 . At home he sclosed his door and he started to thinking about the girl , he asked himself many questions like why she did not come ? What's happened to her ?! Is she sick 😷 does bad thing happened to her ?! ...... While she thought about those things he fell asleep . For tomorrow again he woke up and got out of his bed, prepared himself to college. Again he waited for the girls but it was useless cuz she didn't came many days he passed his life like that, but then he decided to seek for the girl he spent many days to find his love and he did ..... he found his address and went to her home but unfortunately he realized that she passed away in the car accident. Many years passed by Adam talked about the girl 👧 to every one and he said that she wasn't just a human she was an angel who is God sent her to taught him many lessons and not to be arrogant anymore. On the top of all that he decided not to get married . He said my love for her will never gets end .
( Endless love )
Adam was gorgeous boy and he studied at university. He was genuinely smart in his college and he became famous because of his smartness and his lovable face and those things made him selfish and cruel , and everyone talked about Adam in college . He didn't even looked at the other students in college because of his arrogance . Although Other students always went to Adam for asking about the subject but he always escaped from anything depended on studying cuz he didn't want anyone to be better than him he was constantly in the top ten list of smart students in his stage besides all the girls wanted to be his girl friend but he was really arrogant and he always thought that he deserve the pretty girl like an angel 😇 .
One day Adam went to college as always he didn't looked at anyone and all of a sudden he bumped into a pretty new girl like an angel . And a medical happened Adam was shocked and his eyes were wide the pretty girl said : sorry sir may I ask you something but adam's entire body trembled he gazed at the girl for a while and he replied with his shaking voice : for sure , go ahead , but wait I've never seen you here .
The pretty girl smiled and said yea I'm new here and that was what I wanted to say , I don't know anything here can you help me . Adam was happe because he thought he can spend time with her . When other students sow Adam with this girl 👧 they were stunned 😯 and every one discussed about them . Subsequently, Adam showed the girl the whole university and he asked her to be his friend , of course she was agreed gladly , every day Adam spent his time with the girl 👧 and some times he skipped his lectures just to be able to see the pretty girl. Everyday Adam fell in love with the pretty girl 👧 more and more. And Adam became care less about his studying and all of the teachers observed that. But Adam didn't care for their opinion he was moved on by this way . When he saw the girl he became another Adam and when he saw her smile he thought that he was only and happiest boy on the earth 🌎 . A week passed by as the other day Adam was about to go to college but differently , he decided to show his feelings for her and tell her how much he love her . Some hours passed by and Adam went to university and waited for the girl . But unfortunately the girl didn't come to university and she didn't even answer her phone. Adam was sad 😞 he didn't know what to do. He didn't even wanted to listen to the lectures so he went home unhappily 🥺 . At home he sclosed his door and he started to thinking about the girl , he asked himself many questions like why she did not come ? What's happened to her ?! Is she sick 😷 does bad thing happened to her ?! ...... While she thought about those things he fell asleep . For tomorrow again he woke up and got out of his bed, prepared himself to college. Again he waited for the girls but it was useless cuz she didn't came many days he passed his life like that, but then he decided to seek for the girl he spent many days to find his love and he did ..... he found his address and went to her home but unfortunately he realized that she passed away in the car accident. Many years passed by Adam talked about the girl 👧 to every one and he said that she wasn't just a human she was an angel who is God sent her to taught him many lessons and not to be arrogant anymore. On the top of all that he decided not to get married . He said my love for her will never gets end .
The smile virus
Smiling is infectious,
You catch it like a flu,
When someone smiled at me today
I started smiling too.
I passed around the corner
And someone saw my grin
When he smiled I realised
I had passed it on to him.
I thought about that smile
Then I realise its worth,
A single smile,just like mine
Could travel round the earth
So if you see a smile begin
Don't leave it undetected
Lets start an epidemic quick,
And get the world infected!
#review #poem
Smiling is infectious,
You catch it like a flu,
When someone smiled at me today
I started smiling too.
I passed around the corner
And someone saw my grin
When he smiled I realised
I had passed it on to him.
I thought about that smile
Then I realise its worth,
A single smile,just like mine
Could travel round the earth
So if you see a smile begin
Don't leave it undetected
Lets start an epidemic quick,
And get the world infected!
#review #poem
The tales of slipper vendor part 2
Part 1 is here -Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
#review
Part 1 is here -Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
#review
The tales of slipper vendor part 2
Part 1 is here -Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
#review
Part 1 is here -Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
#review
The tales of slipper vendor part 2
Part 1 is here -Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
#review
Part 1 is here -Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
#review
The tales of slipper vendor part 2
Part 1 is here -https://t.me/WritersClub/305425
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
#review
Part 1 is here -https://t.me/WritersClub/305425
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
#review
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The tales of slipper vendor
In the busy streets of Hyderabad crying for selling his slippers "STREET SLIPPERS NEW SLIPPERS RICHLY LAIDEN THESE FOOT FLIPPERS " hardly was the day with the vendor as he has not sold anything far the day .The competition…
The tales of slipper vendor
In the busy streets of Hyderabad crying for selling his slippers "STREET SLIPPERS NEW SLIPPERS RICHLY LAIDEN THESE FOOT FLIPPERS " hardly was the day with the vendor as he has not sold anything far the day .The competition…
#review #Shashwat #shortstory
Tales of slipper vendor part 2
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Tales of slipper vendor part 2
Mani was sand blind he could hardly make out things ,sometime it happened he got confused between his women buyers and men buyers as there was nothing but only moonlight and the only spectacles he had were broken while he was looking down and tieing his dhoti,half side glass was shattered and he could not see anything from it, even after it he wore with just one glass alive and whenever he had a customer on he closed one eye and dealt with them ,but he stopped it when a lady gave him a tight spat on his cheeks claiming that he was winking seeing her and giving wired coughs but he was innocent and was trying to see the customer and was coughing out of cold .
Mani stepped out of the stair cases and went outside to get his very slippers but unfotunately he wore the wrong one as he has counted "9th pair from the "paan shop" but the time was past and the arrangement was different "
Someone saw Mani wearing his belongings and shouted
"Dhoti wala is here catch him "
Indian crowd is very famous ,people beat first and then listen what was the cause and who is been hit.He was hit hardly blood was oozing out of various wounds ,he was beating hard untill people satisfied that his hands would never turn to this door anymore.
Mani lay there unnoticed for few hours he was hit really hard he tattered cloths were now black holes ,the whitish black dhoti was now black as coal.
He anyhow managed to get him to his stall but getting there as he saw his stall it was even more formidable and he fainted .
Not a single pair of slippers were left there .He too was robbed by the thief and his slippers and his goods were sold in ten times more price his slippers were sold here on his stall in chor bazar.
Letters of the dead
Letter from her 3
🔸To the guy i hate most🔸
You are right. I am a fraud. I mean, wasn't all the time we spend together one? some nights i even wonder if you really loved me, or if you were torturing me. I don't know for what exactly but i can't even try to understand you. who walks into a girl's life when he is the one who took away her dad? You took him away; my dad, my hero. I miss his touch, how he holds me, i lost his smell. I have tried to conserve his scent, we never washed any of his clothes. But as time went there was no trace of him. I miss how he fed me all my life long. I miss his voice, his laugh. I can't imagine his smile, every memory i have of him is gone. And you are asking about our memories, your memories. I can't even remember most of my dad. All i remember is how he felt that day; cold, rigid, distant. He was lying there lifeless. That is all i have in my head.
Gabby
#review #story #kido
I have been lost because my country have been having some crisis.. And our internet have been shot down... I hope am still welcome here.
Letter from her 3
🔸To the guy i hate most🔸
You are right. I am a fraud. I mean, wasn't all the time we spend together one? some nights i even wonder if you really loved me, or if you were torturing me. I don't know for what exactly but i can't even try to understand you. who walks into a girl's life when he is the one who took away her dad? You took him away; my dad, my hero. I miss his touch, how he holds me, i lost his smell. I have tried to conserve his scent, we never washed any of his clothes. But as time went there was no trace of him. I miss how he fed me all my life long. I miss his voice, his laugh. I can't imagine his smile, every memory i have of him is gone. And you are asking about our memories, your memories. I can't even remember most of my dad. All i remember is how he felt that day; cold, rigid, distant. He was lying there lifeless. That is all i have in my head.
Gabby
#review #story #kido
I have been lost because my country have been having some crisis.. And our internet have been shot down... I hope am still welcome here.
Letters of the dead
Letter from him 4
🔸To the girl i loved, once🔸
It is my turn ha? That was all there was in my head before you walked into my life. Your dad that day; he was lying in the ground, i tried to save him but i was just a kid,i was scared, i didn't know what to do. You know what your dad did that day? he took my hand; i saw something in his eyes, there was no hatred in them, they were kind,beautiful. His hands were warm, firm, i still wonder how they can be that warm and comforting while he was dying. I always wonder how a dying man can have all that love. I guess i will never know. Then he told me something.." son, it is okay. It is going to be okay, i just need you to do me a favor, tell my daughter how much i love her. And get her lotus flower for me, she will know what it means.." . I wondered how he knew we might cross paths, i guess there are a lot of things a dying man knows about. i never have forgiven my self. I asked my self why he thought it was going to be okay, because it never was. And then you came into my life and i understood what he meant, it felt like he sent you to me, then i started feeling okay, believing life wasn't so cruel after all. I guess, i shouldn't have wavered. I should have stood to my belief, then i could have saved us both form all this. And since i have told you his last words, here is the lotus flower your dad sent for you.
Always your shadow
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Letter from him 4
🔸To the girl i loved, once🔸
It is my turn ha? That was all there was in my head before you walked into my life. Your dad that day; he was lying in the ground, i tried to save him but i was just a kid,i was scared, i didn't know what to do. You know what your dad did that day? he took my hand; i saw something in his eyes, there was no hatred in them, they were kind,beautiful. His hands were warm, firm, i still wonder how they can be that warm and comforting while he was dying. I always wonder how a dying man can have all that love. I guess i will never know. Then he told me something.." son, it is okay. It is going to be okay, i just need you to do me a favor, tell my daughter how much i love her. And get her lotus flower for me, she will know what it means.." . I wondered how he knew we might cross paths, i guess there are a lot of things a dying man knows about. i never have forgiven my self. I asked my self why he thought it was going to be okay, because it never was. And then you came into my life and i understood what he meant, it felt like he sent you to me, then i started feeling okay, believing life wasn't so cruel after all. I guess, i shouldn't have wavered. I should have stood to my belief, then i could have saved us both form all this. And since i have told you his last words, here is the lotus flower your dad sent for you.
Always your shadow
#review #story #kido
Letters of the dead
Letter from her 4
🔸To the guy who sent me flowers🔸
Thanks for the flowers. You made me have some of his, our memories. Lotus flower is our favorite. How strong and undefeated the flower is, how it is a beauty in the desert. What it means is he is always with me and me with him, how i should never forget to notice and admire the beauty in the dark. I guess, he wanted to tell me to forgive you because he did. Thanks for giving me this piece of him.
Gabby
#review #story #kido
Letter from her 4
🔸To the guy who sent me flowers🔸
Thanks for the flowers. You made me have some of his, our memories. Lotus flower is our favorite. How strong and undefeated the flower is, how it is a beauty in the desert. What it means is he is always with me and me with him, how i should never forget to notice and admire the beauty in the dark. I guess, he wanted to tell me to forgive you because he did. Thanks for giving me this piece of him.
Gabby
#review #story #kido
As your name slowly fades away from my heart
And feelings I had for you are receding
I can't help feel a little lonely some nights
Because your smile is still lingering
As the thought of you starts to leave my mind
And your eyes just aren't as warm anymore
I think I've come to realize
That I don't feel the same anymore
You used to be my pill to every problem
You used to sing me to sleep
But I lost your heart and I don't know where
I feel like I don't know you anymore
From the sleepless nights and being teary eyed
Staying up to just listen to your voice
To feeling like my heart is being ripped out
Everytime your message comes.
And I know I may not have been the "One"
But you sure made me feel so.
And when you told me that was not true
The castles I built came crashing through.
And with those broken walls I was left alone
To heal what was left of my soul
And promise myself not to fall again
In this ruse called love no more.
How weirdly cruel is this world
Where the one's who can love
Can't find love. While the ones who can't
Fall madly in it.
We both said that we loved eachother
But your love just wasn't mine.
I can't hurt my heart anymore
So please take these words as goodbye
#review #poem #ra
And feelings I had for you are receding
I can't help feel a little lonely some nights
Because your smile is still lingering
As the thought of you starts to leave my mind
And your eyes just aren't as warm anymore
I think I've come to realize
That I don't feel the same anymore
You used to be my pill to every problem
You used to sing me to sleep
But I lost your heart and I don't know where
I feel like I don't know you anymore
From the sleepless nights and being teary eyed
Staying up to just listen to your voice
To feeling like my heart is being ripped out
Everytime your message comes.
And I know I may not have been the "One"
But you sure made me feel so.
And when you told me that was not true
The castles I built came crashing through.
And with those broken walls I was left alone
To heal what was left of my soul
And promise myself not to fall again
In this ruse called love no more.
How weirdly cruel is this world
Where the one's who can love
Can't find love. While the ones who can't
Fall madly in it.
We both said that we loved eachother
But your love just wasn't mine.
I can't hurt my heart anymore
So please take these words as goodbye
#review #poem #ra
LOVE DEMANDS
Part 1
The atmosphere outside was cool, Miss Rosie was sitting on the chair napping sweater.She gave a glance at the clock it was half past eleven, she was waiting for Easton her husband patiently.
It was the season of winter, on the right of the sofa which she sat was a glowing fire which kept the nature cosy, Rosie wore a light pink color- furry coat, her hairs were tied at the backs still some think locks were on her sides, the winter made her cheeks turn pinkish color.
It was the second time she made the tea, not fo keeping herself warm, but to kill time by taking it slowly sip by sip.Finally the door bell rang, a faint smile was carried with rosie till the door.
"Hey sweety welcome home" she said taking his laptop bag, "why are you so late ?" She asked her voice calm and smooth
"Well, I was supposed to reach by morning but this weather ..."
Rosie interuppted him ," Forget it, you are sure to be hungry I made roasted goose, change and come to the table"
There was something odd as Easton never seemed so happy in a while.It was noticed by Rosie too.She arranged the table with deliciously smelling goose roasted with knife stabbed on back, with toppings of cilantro .
"How was your trip darling " Rosie said pouring a glass of wine .
"Great, hectic though."
"I had to tell you something .."
"Later my dear, let me have food ", Esmay said traring the goose in two halfs .
" Well! Did you meet Louisa there?" She sounded a bit defensive .
"No " he said quavering
" Well well! " her countanence had changed, taking a bit of food she glanced easton vividly .
" I have a good news for you, I am pregnant", she said smiling as easton.
"OH ! nice wow " he seemed confused was it an occasion to be happy or sad he continued ,"I wanted to say that.... "
" Lets celebrate I will get you some more ice",she said and went to the kitchen.
#review #Shashwat
Part 1
The atmosphere outside was cool, Miss Rosie was sitting on the chair napping sweater.She gave a glance at the clock it was half past eleven, she was waiting for Easton her husband patiently.
It was the season of winter, on the right of the sofa which she sat was a glowing fire which kept the nature cosy, Rosie wore a light pink color- furry coat, her hairs were tied at the backs still some think locks were on her sides, the winter made her cheeks turn pinkish color.
It was the second time she made the tea, not fo keeping herself warm, but to kill time by taking it slowly sip by sip.Finally the door bell rang, a faint smile was carried with rosie till the door.
"Hey sweety welcome home" she said taking his laptop bag, "why are you so late ?" She asked her voice calm and smooth
"Well, I was supposed to reach by morning but this weather ..."
Rosie interuppted him ," Forget it, you are sure to be hungry I made roasted goose, change and come to the table"
There was something odd as Easton never seemed so happy in a while.It was noticed by Rosie too.She arranged the table with deliciously smelling goose roasted with knife stabbed on back, with toppings of cilantro .
"How was your trip darling " Rosie said pouring a glass of wine .
"Great, hectic though."
"I had to tell you something .."
"Later my dear, let me have food ", Esmay said traring the goose in two halfs .
" Well! Did you meet Louisa there?" She sounded a bit defensive .
"No " he said quavering
" Well well! " her countanence had changed, taking a bit of food she glanced easton vividly .
" I have a good news for you, I am pregnant", she said smiling as easton.
"OH ! nice wow " he seemed confused was it an occasion to be happy or sad he continued ,"I wanted to say that.... "
" Lets celebrate I will get you some more ice",she said and went to the kitchen.
#review #Shashwat
#review
#everyone
#poetry
#jaygold
In this despair...
Deaf hills, listen to our voices
The angry birds have slaughtered our hopes
They have turned our home against us
Our hopeless heart sits under weeping sun;
Because our love detest their hatred hearts
"Love with beautiful thorns;
Bite feelings into thin air
Even, the wood roared at us
So we slept on the forest bosom"
Bless our love;
Oh mysterious leaves with sweet charms
Heal our fainting heart, before death comes
Even though the tales of future are pranks
And our dreams saddens their hearts
Huddling together,
Among meek wolves with starved soul
They are famished but we taste sour
They mock our handicapped love
But dear soil, reward our lame pains
In this despair,
Wet our rainless sky
Shelter our sick love
Let broken bone speak;
Before they raid our innermost strengths
@jaygoldwrites..
#everyone
#poetry
#jaygold
In this despair...
Deaf hills, listen to our voices
The angry birds have slaughtered our hopes
They have turned our home against us
Our hopeless heart sits under weeping sun;
Because our love detest their hatred hearts
"Love with beautiful thorns;
Bite feelings into thin air
Even, the wood roared at us
So we slept on the forest bosom"
Bless our love;
Oh mysterious leaves with sweet charms
Heal our fainting heart, before death comes
Even though the tales of future are pranks
And our dreams saddens their hearts
Huddling together,
Among meek wolves with starved soul
They are famished but we taste sour
They mock our handicapped love
But dear soil, reward our lame pains
In this despair,
Wet our rainless sky
Shelter our sick love
Let broken bone speak;
Before they raid our innermost strengths
@jaygoldwrites..
#review
#Aarushi
#poem
Title: ART
Art was always fascinating to me,
it left me mesmerised,
because the artist may come and go,
but the art was immortalized.
On walls, on paper, or in someone's moves and eyes,
art is always a sight to see,
because even if the artist's body was trapped,
their soul was set free.
To some art is a refuge,
for some it is a passion,
for some it is as refreshing and surprisingly,
as a life after reincarnation.
People,all from different backgrounds,
bought together under the roof of art,
art is a religion is itself,
this stuck to me as its best part.
After thinking too much,
contemplating for too long,
I decided to set foot in the world of art,
that's how my first poem came along.
Author's note: A: Amazing
R: Rejuvenating
T: Timeless
😊😊
#Aarushi
#poem
Title: ART
Art was always fascinating to me,
it left me mesmerised,
because the artist may come and go,
but the art was immortalized.
On walls, on paper, or in someone's moves and eyes,
art is always a sight to see,
because even if the artist's body was trapped,
their soul was set free.
To some art is a refuge,
for some it is a passion,
for some it is as refreshing and surprisingly,
as a life after reincarnation.
People,all from different backgrounds,
bought together under the roof of art,
art is a religion is itself,
this stuck to me as its best part.
After thinking too much,
contemplating for too long,
I decided to set foot in the world of art,
that's how my first poem came along.
Author's note: A: Amazing
R: Rejuvenating
T: Timeless
😊😊
Value
Once I walked by a little stream,
Peeping houses very keen,
My little house was full,
nausiatic, foul and dull.
I carried with me along ,
Dirty shoes and logs of wood.
My mother told me not to wrong,
Just Throw them in the woods .
My stomach was hungry,
It made me angry,
I bought a bun from a passer by
On eating I thought I would die .
Came across a little tot
When I was on my way,
I saw him picking up the bun
That I had thrown on the way.
I saw a girl barefoot
Waking without her sparefoot,
I bend and gave her boots,
That I once called a foul noob.
Then my lord I saw man ,
Who was shivering in the cold
I could not help but give him logs,
then I walked away in bold.
Do we ever stop and think,
What Almighty gave to us
What clothes we have
What food we eat ,
Millions of people there by
Are just left alone to die.
#review #Shashwat #poem
Once I walked by a little stream,
Peeping houses very keen,
My little house was full,
nausiatic, foul and dull.
I carried with me along ,
Dirty shoes and logs of wood.
My mother told me not to wrong,
Just Throw them in the woods .
My stomach was hungry,
It made me angry,
I bought a bun from a passer by
On eating I thought I would die .
Came across a little tot
When I was on my way,
I saw him picking up the bun
That I had thrown on the way.
I saw a girl barefoot
Waking without her sparefoot,
I bend and gave her boots,
That I once called a foul noob.
Then my lord I saw man ,
Who was shivering in the cold
I could not help but give him logs,
then I walked away in bold.
Do we ever stop and think,
What Almighty gave to us
What clothes we have
What food we eat ,
Millions of people there by
Are just left alone to die.
#review #Shashwat #poem