Hello November

Fifty days to Christmas and a week over to the new year, this is my favourite time of the year. The days are getting long and the breeze is getting warm. As I walk down pathways covered in petals, the horizons are a blur. In the distance, I see a Christmas tree, golden and green. It is covered in lights, and wishes and dreams.

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Why I write

I am grateful for the power of love and magic writing holds. Writing is about getting up, getting well, and getting over. While I may not be a writer in its truest sense, I write because it fills me with hope and is the light that guides me home. A journal in your drawer or the draft of a novel waiting to be published or quick notes on your phone or maybe letters to a stranger…don’t ever stop. Every little note, haiku or post I have written over the years, came together as this unusual yet vivid mosaic wall. A wall of rage, joy, hormones, heartbreak, fear, anxiety, friendship, love and so much more. A wall with clusters of colours ― blacks and blues with bits of golden yellow cutting through and dots of green in between. A wall of my story and my journey, when looked at in isolation were ceramic shards but when put together made a beautiful mosaic wall of memories…of life.

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misfits

maybe we are round pegs in square holes
with minds and dreams beyond our years
so breathe you, breathe to the rhythm of your soul
live not to be liked, live to remember
your stories aren’t for the rubble
they’re for the world, to be told

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living prayer

i see your eyes dancing
to the flickering lights
as the shadows shimmer
on our balcony tiles

you’re my living prayer

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Ocean grace

Breathe, the ocean whispered.

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In a perfect world

I had a dream. I was walking down the shore of a beautiful beach, the cold sand under my feet and the deep blue sky bright against the stars over me. 

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Beautiful Nightmare

Her head fit perfectly in the nook of his neck His arms wrapped around her, holding her close in his embrace They were running out of time They were hanging on a tightrope, losing everything that once held them close Life was catching up sooner than they imagined The pages of the book turned all…

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A Cinderella Story

In between the ‘once upon a time’ and ‘they lived happily ever after‘ is the story of the girl and her struggle.

What’s your story?

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The five-year plan

“Where do you see yourself in five years?” she asked. I remember being really excited about working and taking on responsibility. I knew I wasn’t ready to study further just yet. I was keen on gaining some experience and making money in the hope that this would guide and streamline my future choices. Quite honestly, at 20, I…

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City of Love & Life

Bombay ~ it’s more than the sea around it or the heritage structures it takes pride in. It’s beyond its monuments or daily animated train journeys. It’s more than just the poverty stricken roads or sky-high buildings.

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