Dear Diary

It’s 10:32 am. A beautiful but cold Sunday morning. The weather is bleak. This is my kind of weather, it’s good for makeup too. The sky is a bit dull, covered with dark clouds and the sun struggling to find it’s way to the earth. I am awed . The space above us, closest to […]

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NIGHTS LIKE THIS

I want to look you in the eye and explain my past
I want to be mad at you, for not seeing the pain
Or rather for seeing and choosing to ignore.
I want to look you in the eye and explain the haunting images
But I’ve got skin to cover all my thoughts and pain.

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WHO AM I ?

My name is Malika. A name I hated back then because it means funeral where I was brought up and my peers loved to remind me that I am ” funeral”. My Darling father loved to remind me that the meaning of my name is winner. I remember vaguely him saying the word ” Navalika” […]

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TAKING STOCK OF KINDNESS

Dear reader, Would you take a moment to answer these questions? Be honest with yourself. Have a Fruitful April. What act or gesture of kindness did I do recently? What is one thing I can do today that will stretch my heart a bit wider? What does a meaningful life mean to me? If I […]

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