7 billion people on the planet and the majority suffers from snoring partners as much as they do from unemployment. As for me I can’t take either. I’m going mad. In my head I’ve even plotted how to manipulate a relative into not giving her daughter her rightful inheritance. Relax. I’ve only plotted it out.… Read More Unemployment curse and snoring partners
Is it true that as you grow older your feelings and emotions become less and less? Do you start to become immune or numb to the tragedy around you? I lost three members of my immediate family in less than a year. My grandmother and my two young cousins (my father’s nieces). While I felt… Read More Senile
His M, He thought he was cheating on you with me. That should have stopped me. That should have been a good reason for me to let go of my hand in his. But he kept holding it. And I never had the courage in me to unwrap his fingers around mine. He said those… Read More Love letters to the woman he loved – Vol I
You know I tried to convince myself I don’t need to write this post … three times I pressed post and then closed the window. But I guess it’s better to let the words out there than inside my already cluttered mind. I had a strange thought today. I was yet again reminded of you… Read More Your Face
my latest obsession as you can see from my previous posts in The Script. To think i am acting like a teenage yet again. I have to draft more than 1500 words because I am back to earning via writing and it is oh so difficult. SO DIFFICULT to write for something that you don’t… Read More I wanted words but all i got was nothing
Lately all I ever think about while going to sleep is waking up next to my mom who has stopped breathing. I panic, unable to comprehend what to do. I have played this scenario repeatedly in my head for a million times and have failed to arrive at the solution. What do I do if… Read More The not so irrational fear
“I AM on my way,” I said as I opened the door to my cupboard. I was on the phone with my friend who was sitting alone at a colleague’s wedding. We’d both promised the bride we’d make it, and she had whereas I was, well, I was still in my PJs. It was her exasperated… Read More Unreal
My mom raised us as a single parent. Obviously I don’t need to tell or even begin to make one understand how difficult it was for her. And she raised us well. She raised us like a mother and a father combined. Over the years she’s given us a lot of advice, but of these,… Read More Don’t Look Back
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