Thy name breathes life in us.
Thy hand ferries across.
To light, through dreg and dross,
this sword of faith.
Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
Somewhere out there
Some nights hold deep conversations, lingering sweetness, fading desires, and distant howls that remind us the world is still awake. deep c...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
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It was her umpteenth shift in that cramped bus on a Monday morning. She had hoped to avoid the digging arms and elbows. But to no avail. ...
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“ Chubby cheeks, dimple chin, Rosy lips, teeth within, Curly hair, very fair, Eyes are blue, lovely too. Daddy’s pet, is that you? ” ...
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