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Love comes a way no one knows of. How did you meet your You?

There’s always too many battles that we fight with ourselves but never forget the strength you hold within yourself

A Christmas Story

Home isn't People because people fade away

We all have little everyday stories, waiting to be spoken. This is just one of those.

Anxiety takes you to places you have never been. Experience a day without it in this piece of Hindi Spoken Word.

And sometimes, You think you can be unseen and couldn't be read yet there's always someone who could see through you and Read your silent lines.

Haven't we all been in such contemplation after hearing to songs that occupies our heart.

We have all met Stories with Heroes, How about being one ?

I wish to write, I wish to scream, My voice isn’t Shuddering anymore, Your threats no more Threatens me, Oh, I’ll destroy you, You say, Yeah, go on, Show me, But I tell you, You couldn’t, For, I have stopped, Being an object, I have stopped, Hating myself, When you point A finger at me now, I would no more, Question myself, But I will retaliate, I’ll make you succumb Your pseudo pride, I’m not the same anymore, I would be the fire bird, Will be myself, Whatever I want to be, And you will no more, Sanction my worth, Never now, For, I have stopped Being an object, When you threaten me Of robbing my honour, I’m not scared, Surprised, Please be, When you threaten me To destroy my face lines, I’m not scared, I’m not scared anymore now, Not of you, your society, Your rules, your standards, For, I have stopped being An object, And if you cannot Stop being a menaced wild, I can be the huntress. @.RD