Musings, Poetry

The Middle Child!

  Middle children are always the quietest. They don’t begin that way, but Circumstances, make them so. The older ones hog all the limelight. The younger ones command all the love. The middle child is confused.   Should she make…

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Mine

Never – A Story

Today’s letter is N in the Blogging from A to Z Challenge in April. Never had Sia felt so torn in her affections – Shiva was her love and Dev her brother, it wasn’t easy to take sides. Hands folded…

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