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i wish, thrice over

i didn’t ask for it, i’m no fan of blood and gore. couldn’t it have waited a little more- the stain and pain? why did nature have to mark, childhood’s end in forever red discharge?   for me it used … Continue reading

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Troublesome curls

another look in the mirror and i decided i looked wild not just coz of my contact- lensed eyes, kohled and lined and shadowed-quite an act , but my irregular tresses were playing the passport to wilderness nests. no way … Continue reading

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Drawing first blood

i wished to disappear and thus wipe the stain. Why wasn’t i allowed to faint and plead away from this- mess, blood and gore. Wasn’t i too young to go through this slippery, painful path? Why didn’t i have a … Continue reading

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Eye Candy

We were playing hide and seek, squeals of boyish laughter and shrieks of girlish delight piercing the air, almost setting the books atumble as i chased him around the shelves, orange-red bag, grimy tee, shiny cheeks and all, using the … Continue reading

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Ensnared

That’s it, thought she, she was enchained for life. This spelled the end to all the variety and colour in her life. She was going down that drab lane that a lot of women do. Thankfully, her maid managed to … Continue reading

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On the cusp

Eyes complete with fake lashes, her mouth a red gash, the blouse slipping just off her shoulder, the saree draped in that captivatingly careless fashion, four-inch stilettos with the toes peeping out, she oozed sexuality. If this wasn’t a million … Continue reading

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Topless

The conversation was fagging and I was admiring the way her bold printed skirt clashed with her sober tee. As if on cue, she took off her grey tee, leaving me groping blindly about the possibilities. “This is how this halter-necked … Continue reading

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