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Your Love

The NaPoWriMo challenge is to write a poem a day for the month of April.   Your love has stripped my soul of its cover. Exposed, vulnerable, I stand before you, unafraid.   Your love has unshackled my mind. Freed my emotions…

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Touch Of Love

  The NaPoWriMo challenge is to write a poem a day for the month of April.     Touch of Love I can still feel your touch, on the upholstery of the car, I shiver with the, warmth of your hand.  …

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Best Friend

Things are never quite as scary when you have a best friend.  ~Bill Watterson I have my best friend to thank for my name, her name was Sulekha too. My tale dates back to 1967 when I was a mere…

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True Beauty of Love

The NaPoWriMo challenge is to write a poem a day for the month of April.       Time’s cruel hands have scarred her, damaged her beyond recognition. She is a shadow of what she used to be. Beaten, bruised, battered she,…

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Imagination

On the pristine cloak of my imaginative mind, tiny traces of skin and caked-up blood under my fingernails, are the only things left to remind me of you. The scratches on my arm are testimony to my struggle with you.…

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My mini marathon…Dil ki daud

Dil ki daud- A Mini Marathon I participated in a mini marathon, campaign against heart disease organized by Indraprastha Apollo hospitals, New Delhi, India. When I reached the hospital grounds on 4th December,  sunday morning at 6.30 a m, it…

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Guest Posts

Stomach Tales

Here I present my story of stomach tales by Manisha Bhatia   I have to share some Insightful details Addicted and ravenous for healthy nutrients Difficult to resist lip smacking delicacies at times Temptations urge to gorge on unhealthy victuals…

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Lingering scent

  Clothes have a tendency to retain the perfume even after a wash. The gown you had worn to the dance reeks of your Hugo Boss woman perfume, post wash. My son’s school uniforms scream Axe doespray. My Dad’s shirt…

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