littlewoman_jo

Imagining my way out of this confined little universe by taking in bit by bit of reality.

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  • littlewoman_jo 20h

    Oh! My mind has not been in peace since the fire was reignited recently, but today I might have experienced it momentarily after I wrote this. I am grateful that I have a voice I can present so clearly and I hope it wouldn't be snatched away just because it couldn't be matched with the most if not all.

    @writersnetwork #pod #Kashmir #withkashmir

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    "Jai Hind" is not about slitting each one's throat and then taking pride in it.

    If you must know, it was chanted during our slavery days with the very aim of braving in the sufferings. How absurd it is to have a heart big enough to forgive the ones who had ruled us(not saying otherwise), but not a piece of it to burn the bridges between 'our Hindus' and 'our Muslims.'

    Millions of people had kept repeating the slogan and sacrificed their lives - both Hindus and Muslims, to give us the freedom we so often than not misuse today, at times due to ignorance and the generality of it but mostly to attain pleasure that comes from a place of dirty chauvinism. The chanting of "Jai Hind" on and on, now that we are free from the shackles of slavery, demeans its very purpose.

    I will utter "Jai Hind" only when we are united again and if it shall not happen ever I will not. As there is no joy for me in embracing so freely a slogan in the name of my country, when we are so openly compromising the value of human emotions and the over all humanity. It is truly a peace out for me.

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  • littlewoman_jo 4d

    Why does Kashmir
    Had to be so bewitching
    That it tends to attract
    Its own disruption.
    If it was not as beautiful
    As their eyes depict
    Will they still be so keen
    To battle over it
    Or let it live as it is?


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  • littlewoman_jo 4w

    THEME : lust
    WORD PROMPT : fire

    #cees_inferno #wordpromptchallenge #challenge

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    I fancy you
    day and night,
    like you've fiddled
    with my sensual core,
    and left me wanted
    and you aren't even aware
    or maybe that was the goal.

    These lips that
    you've sensed as pretty
    are stoked since,
    wondering if you
    could come
    and finally douse
    the fire within.

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  • littlewoman_jo 7w

    Some moments are so hard to hold,
    You bury them deep within your soul.
    So when it rains, it hurts us so much more.

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  • littlewoman_jo 8w

    Sometimes imagination can keep you alive. For whom life is a rotten dish, imagining it as a mouth-watering one, fills the appetite, if it cannot give you the taste.

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  • littlewoman_jo 8w

    I wanna write a letter to you. I wanna end this. I mean it this time. This time will be the last time we hurt ourselves. We won't see each at least for a decade. We will grow old without holding each one's hand. And whenever we'd miss us being together, we'll remember -- "there is also a kind of love, deep enough, that continuously begs us to stay apart, for it could only bloom in a lent space, else it suffocates."

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  • littlewoman_jo 8w

    I knew we were not perfect together, not even good. But I hoped, after spending so much time apart we could at least greet each other well. Well, guess what? We couldn't and this feeling pierces my very soul. If I could I wanna run far far away. If the world didn't have as many demons as inside us, I would have.

  • littlewoman_jo 8w

    I know I wouldn't be such an awful person when I am with someone right. Not that you're wrong, but maybe you're for me. I am for you. Goodbye.

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  • littlewoman_jo 8w

    Oh! But we are not.

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    If distance grew with growing miles, then we had been the closest.

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  • littlewoman_jo 8w

    One of the drawbacks of being a writer is - when you don't wanna be a writer, life will seemingly present you with moments, where you can't help but write.

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