Category: My Friend Alexa 2019
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‘Blogchatter’, you’ve kindled a lamp in my heart
One year ago, I started my own blog. I started writing in websites in the year 2017. It was my Friend’s website, he offered me to write on his website. We two, completely unknown to the world of blogging, started writing whatever came on our mind. But inside, I was craving for a place of…
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The Wanderess
“O, Wanderess, Wanderess When did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss?” ― Roman Payne I am nothing but a wandering soul who loves to travel and explore. When I feel tired, I find a momentary shelter. A place to be healed, to be loved, to be smiled. Sometimes…
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Broken Wings Are Still Alive
Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. – Maya Angelou “Move..move..this is the moment, fly..” I was hearing a sound within, something like, a whisper, A voice, from the far.. someone was calling me inside. I wanted to stretch my wings, but I…
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Goddess Of The Light
[The soul is lying in the darkness. Homeless, like an orphan. It’s wandering, searching for the light. Unaware of the glory ahead, it’s lost, somewhere in the dark, somewhere, in the valley of darkness. At this unreal hour, at the last stroke of the night, a light appears. Here awakes, goddess of the light.]…
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Prelude To The Piedpiper
O’ Prince Of Flute, I was just a piece of bamboo, spanless, fragile, It was you who first breathed on me, gave me your tears & smile. Too many memories, too many wonders, Together we danced, into the thunders. We searched for the unknown, travelled hills and dales, Sometimes captivating, like the fairytales. With…
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Letters Of Love – Dear Ivan
I have died everyday, waiting for you Darling, don’t be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years I’ll love you for a thousand more Dear Ivan, It’s been long I wrote a letter to you. For some years, I left writing letters. I tried many times, but whenever I started…
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Unveiled
“I, will, firstly, strip myself of clothes and ornaments. Then I intend to peel off this light brown skin and shatter my bones. At last, I hope you will be able to see my homeless, orphan, intensely beautiful soul, deep within the bone, deep down under, beneath even the marrow, in a fourth dimension.”…
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Dear Aisha – A Letter To New Girl In The City
The girl comes to the new city, with a heart full of dreams. She wanders in the streets, dances in the rain, gets her soul drenched in the rain drops. She feels them on her face. Her stories come alive, once again. With the shimmering stars in the sky and the dusky city lights, she…
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Dear Dadubhai – A Letter To My Maternal Grandfather
Dear Dadubhai, This is my first letter to you. Though I have never seen you in my life, but I had a number of conversations with you. Since childhood, I am hearing about you from Maa. She told me many stories of you. I had grown up by hearing your stories, Dadu. The day…
The Blissful Storyteller 