We were just sitting at the tea table, sipping some tea when the conversation began between me and my mother. Of course I don’t remember how it started, but it ended quite abruptly and not in good terms. And I will admit from the beginning that I might not have been the sweetest and the… Read More The Last Name Drama
She stood there, staring blindly at the silvery wall, with no engravings on it. She hoped she would change them one day to a brighter colour, never liking the dull, un-happening colour. After all it was her personal space, where no one had the right to bother her, except of course a knock every now… Read More Whispered mocking
I am just another angry woman Who screams and cries pressing a pillow against her mouth. I am just another angry woman Whose father abounds her in her own house, Leaving behind no scope for dreams and aspirations. I am just another angry woman Who screams inside While her mother can never take… Read More Just another angry woman!!!