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A Different Kind of Dasai

2 min read My grandmother remembers a different kind of dasai, She talks about old sunny skies, A time when the golden rays smiled upon her face, When the breeze spoke of the valiant goddess, When the earth rejoiced every Autumn, She remembers a different kind of dasai. My grandmother smiles wistfully at me, Her old, green eyes … Read moreA Different Kind of Dasai

A Rather Ordinary Way of Life

9 min read “In a country that was of the people, for the people and by the people his selfishness had blinded him. It had always been at the back of his mind, the guilt of corruption always floating there but he hadn’t given it a greater thought.”

Outside The Book Closet

5 min read The quaint little bookstore stood at the farthest corner of the road. The sunlight quite didn’t reach it and the smell of damp moss permeated the air. The little abbreviations on the door once golden were now rusty. The door seemed old and creaky and the dust settles on it almost as thickly as snow. … Read moreOutside The Book Closet

The Pretty Circle of Life

5 min read Nine years ago. Snip, snip. The snippets of callously cut hair falls on the ground of the salon. She looks at herself in the mirror. Chubby cheeks, round face, a bit of acne – exactly what most fifteen year olds look like. She looks into the mirror and feels slightly self conscious. Her mother is … Read moreThe Pretty Circle of Life