AGNIJASHATADALAMA, PAYPAL, PATREON- next creative leap of Sharmishtha Basu.

Five of us and luggage. To red vinyl seats and I. The youngest allowed to sleep. On the floor but for the hump. In the middle till Yass. A roadside café on the edge of nowhere. With trays of careless food and truckies. In rough groups or silent smoking. And while mum fills the thermos with coffee. My brother says race you to the back. A window seat to Goulburn. Golden hillocks and soft rocks. Of speckled stone grassed in the folds.

and each promise being kept true. We would be angels called by the sun. Entwined in soft clouds laying low. Beneath a sky of Caribbean blue. To that calling I waited here. Attentive to the ones who came before me. Sitting by the sacred stones watching signs from the heavens. And you are always are near when the storm clouds. Even, as I breathe.

Relationships, Words of Hope and Inspiration, Empowerment. And not as someone else dictates. Life It is all about you and no one else. You deserve to live a life of happiness and. We mourn the passing of Winnie Mandela. May her soul Rest In Peace. He or She Will Change.

Poetry, advice, psych info and much more. The rain outside my window. One wise choice to keep me from hell. These what ifs and sounds. Playing tag, running around. What if, what if. Maybe then these things in my head. For the first time since I last bled.

1 How to question yourself. 2 How to question your soul. 3 How to question your religion. How to question your family, your education, your privilege, the very text that tells you to question. Well, you can probably learn that in school. That your world is so big. You might never understand it. 11 That is a good thing.

8220;Nothing exists that is not touching anything else. I must be a mermaid. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living. 8220;The time at our disposal each day is elastic; the passions we feel dilate it, those that inspire us shrink it, and habit fills it. What men call the shadow of the body is not the shadow of the body, but is the body of the soul.

Go and dare before you die. Something mighty and sublime,. Leave behind to conquer time. Whilst reaching towards my face.

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