Author: raetherainbow
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The four letter charm
Those tiny four letter words They been killing women all over the world D-I-e-t u-g-l-y f-l-a-b l-o-v-e
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Chapter 10
It feels like I am not supposed to be here or anywhere as a matter of fact, People who occasionally visit me can’t stop themselves from calling me fat,ugly and things like how I’m going to end up alone What they don’t realise is I am already alone. My only freinds are those I don’t…
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CHAPTER 9
Diseases are not cured overnight…and distances created are not covered..sometimes not even in a lifetime. If you know anyone with depression,help that person out…no matter how busy you are…because you never know when will be the last time you see them… http://www.helpguide.org/articles/depression/helping-a-depressed-person.htm here is a link you could copy paste and see how you could…
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Dustbin
she works in a off white office cubicle with a blue dust bin in the corner she is expected to ”think outside the box” and ”make a difference” and ”be herself” only if she is following all the company rules only if her fresh ideas do not offend the seniors who can’t function in her…
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chapter 8
my depression does not seem to distance itself from me its just that people and dreams that keep on maintaining their distances…it seems I look like a demon to them. I am not ashamed of being depressed…but I will admit I am tired of this disease I am almost tired of momos….that is how…
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Reasons
When it started…there was no need for it everything that happened came naturally…without explanations or reasons or anything valid We did not start for anything.. we just started…just like that….knowing when we would return Now we are at that point where everything we do needs a reason to take the next big step you need…
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CHAPTER 7
It takes less than Rs 20 for me to cover the distance that transforms me from Tukku to Digital Marketing Manager whose designation is a communications assistant because a fresh graduate is not supposed to be in a senior post. In that journey of around 20 mins,on days I forget my earphones home I listen…
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with my earphones on
I untangle my earphones in hopes that you would not mind talking to me In this world with over a billion faces mine is not the one you want to see If this is not sadness I do not know what is I am your curse and you are my bliss