I Have Always Been The Narrator

A story, what does it ever say? A life, a tale, a moment? I too have a story, rather a fairytale. Much too messed up it is. And feels rather away from the world. Howsoever my reality might be messed up and shattered, my fairytale has always been smooth. Reality is not always all aboutContinue reading “I Have Always Been The Narrator”

Why I Left Him?

Yeah! People say, I left him. People say I am a playgirl. His friends know me to be a traitor. But nobody knows the real story. Never did they bother to ask, “Why I left?”. Did I ever really wanna leave him? Well I know, he has his part of the story to justify hisContinue reading “Why I Left Him?”

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