
I do not raise my voice, I raise my brow. That is enough to rearrange
The Messenger of God Since Jacky’s arrival, Sister Carmel wished to see her brother and
Draupadi looked at Bhima. Iron-bodied. Mass of flesh was rolled into balls on the body.
The White Dove Jacky opened the door quickly. There was Sister Carmel with her full
Everyone wants to be a writer. Few want to learn to swim. A school of
One day of boredom marched out. The sun which was blazing fire seemed to have
The Path of Perpetual Light Fatima gratefully accepted Sister Carmel’s caressing through words. What she
You call when nights are cold and long, When he’s not there, and you feel
Ever felt like your opinions were swallowed mid-sentence? Like your feelings queued politely, but were
The Waves that Touch the Shoes Jacky stared in doubt at Cryptal ‘5’ Carmel who
Casting a grateful smile at Fate for giving another sleepless night, Draupadi stood by the
Where is the mirror? Is there a friend standing there? I rummage through old memories
Draupadi looked on, when to the far end of the afternoon, darkness pulled off the
Clouds in the Sky Jacky’s doubts increased minute by minute. The hermitage turned out to
Many say, Ethics is only what my heart whispers, what my feelings approve. But feelings
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