Cuz Her Eyes Started To Bleed….

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She woke up in the middle of night….. Some familiar whispers , sighs and screams couldn’t let her sleep.

She was tired of the intense pain exploding her heart out. She could feel it flowing through her blood like fragments of glass with sharp edges.

Glass…. In the form of mirror has the ability to show outer beauty but it can kill when broken, Like a heart……

Same in their characteristics yet so different . One is living and other is non-living. Both cause death.

She stood beside the mirror. The fine glass was shining and its lustrous shine was making her vision dim.

She looked at her reflection….her face was beautiful. But she never use to get impressed of the outer beauty. She knew looks are decisive.

She had this weird art….. a capability of knowing the real ‘inside’ of a person by judging him from outside. She was tired of this ability.

It never let her make real true friends with anyone. It never let her believe in ‘noodle-talks’ of people. It never let her trust in what people pretend. She was tired of knowing ‘everything’ about people……..

Those whispers were getting louder….. They were triggering her nerves and it was painful.

Those loud screeches and howls…….The dark night….. The voices……. She put both her hands on her ears but the sounds didn’t stop.

She could feel her nerves bursting out of her body. There were shadows of people all around her. Black shadows…..in the dark.

Suddenly a small drop of blood came out of her left eye and started dripping out on her neck through her cheek.

She was scared….Her eyes were wide open . She touched the blood drop slightly to see as if it is real or an illusion. Her fingers got colored.

A second after this, a blood drop came out of her other eye followed by many blood drops from both eyes.

She started screaming…. Out loud. Her eyes were bleeding and she couldn’t do anything else but screaming and shouting for help.

No one came. Because they were people. People never come. They are selfish.

She fell on the floor holding her face in her hands. Her beautiful face was all covered in blood. The whispers got louder and clearer. She could hear them now clearly. She could see her soul exiting through her eyes.

In the morning……

People came….. they found a girl laying on the floor with no eyes on her face . There were empty holes covered with clotted blood. Β She looked terrible. There was a pool of blood all around her body and she was laying in it. Her body was empty . As it used to be when she was alive. The only difference was , it had no blood.

She died because secrets were revealed to her. She got cursed.

She got cursed by the jealousy of people. She got cursed by the hatred of people. She got cursed by the arrogance, rudeness and dishonesty Β of people. She got cursed by the black hearts of people. She got cursed by ‘People’ and she died…….A scary death.

People never changed. Life went on. And a girl like her use to die everyday till now…..

“Tu Jaan le Bandaya Auqaat teri

Tu mitti vich mil jaana hai”

Man, you should know your value. You have to die and be mud.Β “

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  1. are you okay my sweet? I am a little worried for you 😦

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  2. Now this is Intense–It was like reading out the Movie Mirror–if you have seen it…
    On the other hand I would like to relate this with the increasing atrocities of Females and I wonder when these world will become a better place..

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    • No I haven’t seen that movie but I saw one of the episodes of Super Natural with the same story πŸ˜›
      I hope this world becomes a better place to live πŸ™‚ Thanks !

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  3. Woosh!!! It held me in it’s grasps, brought me to feel her pain, anguish in the reality of the human form and it’s insensitivity towards others can literally take it’s toll on a caring and loving individual. Great work.:)Thank you.

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    • Well I am still wandering in the magic of words you just wrote here ! Loving them Thank you so very much for appreciating my work sweetheart….. Love you ! xx

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  4. The picture freaks me out 😐

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  5. Oct 2. 23:30: Arindam Saha working on a term paper in physics whose title can be simplified to – “What happens to reality when lunatic physicists try to deal with it?” – The phone beeps: new mail… “[New post] Cuz Her Eyes Started To Bleed…. By Food, People, Love And Stufff…!!”
    Hmmm… New Horror story…
    Kya hoga?
    Wahi jo hota aa raha hai…
    “Mere jeewan mein itne dukh hain ki rote hue aansoo nahi khoon nikalta hai… Aur mujhe maar daalta hai”
    Bewakoof behena… Oops Baaji πŸ˜‰
    Abhi reality define karta hoon kal dekhunga πŸ˜›

    *Sleeps*

    *Wakes up next day*
    *Reads the post*

    Arrey yaar… kal padh leta to ye point bhi include kar sakta tha term paper mein… “What happens when a cute, stupid lunatic girl thinks of reality?”
    “Answer: She becomes a horror story writer”
    πŸ™‚
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    Waise tu theek thaak hai na? Le dekar ‘zombie’, ‘aankhon se khoon’, ‘My marriage my funeral’ type ke articles kyun likhti hai?

    Aur yeh ajeeb images daalna band kar de… Aadmi heart attack se mar sakta hai πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜›

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    Ek challenge deta hoon… Hai himmat to kar ke dikha…..

    Next 10 posts continuous khushi ne likh ke diikha de… Bhoot, darr aur dukh ke nahin…
    πŸ™‚

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    • Lala do accept that challenge. Bus do.

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      • Nah! 10… no less!

        To Maria (Lala don’t read): abhi se do bolengi to woh to ek bhi nahin likhegi… Bargaining ka room to hona chahiye…

      • Haha thek hy.wesy 2 bhi likh de tou barri baat hy. You’re right, ya tou ankhon se bleeding ya phir shadi pe janaza ya wo toota hua something, ab kuch happy wappy hona chahye πŸ˜€

      • Tumhain tu me batati hun Gandi πŸ˜› Tum meray side pe ho ya Arindam ki ? πŸ˜› Kerlu kerlu donu mil k meri ….. Ho gya happy aj ? πŸ˜› Ab batao aur happy likhun ?

      • Lol im a diplomat in that case.
        See I really like the descriptions, the emotions, the bleeding emotions actually.
        But I do really really want you to post happy stuff. To get yourself out of this. You know sochen badalti hyn to halaat badalty haen. Like that.
        Thankyouu for the Happy Post πŸ˜€ Gonna check foran πŸ˜‰

      • I know I know Maria you both want me to stay happy…But for this I have to pour out all my sadness here on this blog…So try to understand na 😦

      • I really really want to disagree and tell you what you should do instead, but I feel helpless. You say ‘you will lose your honesty if you write about happy things and that you pour the sad ones so that you could appear happy infront of people’. That is a good thing to do, and if this blog helps you do that you may continue.
        I wont tell you to write happy things, because ‘intensity waqai lai nhi jati, ajati hae’.
        Dont write fake happy posts if you don’t feel happy. but they say fake it till you make it. They tou say several other things which i or you can not do. lekin you can atleast try to stay happy by changing the way you think, by not writing about bleeding wyes and torn hearts but about a good future, about good things, Life me sab bura hi tou nhi hota, as in if you do divert your mind to positivity, it will come to you.
        I dont want to force you to write happy posts, after your last one i think ziyadti hogi ye,. but i want you to realize ke it will bring happy effects if you ‘think happy’.
        Im so confused i dont know what to say and how so bear with this all.

      • I’m not so sure about the ‘fake it ’til you make it’ approach.

        Yeah, there’s habits you can cultivate to make you feel happier, like smiling at everyone for instance. But a lot of the happiness faking stuff looks pretty damned brittle to me. In the offices I worked in it was popular among sales staff who had substance abuse problems.

        I think it gets a lot of bogus credibility from the fad for cognitive behavioural therapy because it’s judged on how you answer questions on things like the Beck’s tests. Basically it teaches you to give positive answers but I don’t think it really makes you more positive inside.

        I think Arthur Miller got it right, as he so often did.

        And don’t forget, the guy who wrote “”Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag and Smile, Smile, Smile” ended up shooting himself.

      • He ended up shooting himself? Ouch.
        Probably you’re right. ‘Giving positive answers’ doesn’t make one positive from inside. But then how does?

      • β€˜Giving positive answers’ doesn’t make one positive from inside. But then how does?

        Yeah, that’s the big question isn’t it?

        Seems to me a lot of the problem is seeing ‘depression’ as an illness. It’s not.

        It can be a symptom of a real illness or a consequence of something like chronic pain or toxicity (drugs, poor diet, pollutants, allergenics) but often it is a reaction to your life situation. Often it’s a combination of stressors.

        For some people the answer will be treating an underlying disease, moving away from a contamination source etc. For others it will be changing what they can about their life situation or learning to cope with it better (e.g. If people are pushing you around, learn assertiveness. If you have lots of life stressors you can’t reasonably escape, learn relaxation methods). Sometimes it’s mostly a matter of riding out a situation until it changes or the badness subsides (e.g. exam stress or grief).

        If there’s a one-size-fits-all approach it’s one that is very hard to follow in practice. That is, recognise that negative experience is part of life and that it will hurt but it’s not permanent no matter how much it might seem so at the time. The purpose of life isn’t to be happy all the time, it’s to live. And that means taking the bad with the good.

        Medications may help for very bad short term situations but don’t buy the psychiatric bullshit about serotonin levels and lifelong medication for depression. The serotonin theory of depression was debunked in clinical trials in the 1990s and antidepressants are just like any other mood altering drug – they can make you feel good for a while but before long you will need to keep taking them just to feel the same way you did before you started them, but now with drug side-effects on top of your other problems. What’s even worse is when you stop taking them you go through withdrawal symptoms that make your depression worse than ever (naturally drug companies don’t call it ‘withdrawal symptoms’ because that would give the game away – they call it things like ‘SSRI discontinuation syndrome’).

        Just don’t be always comparing how you feel with how others act. They are probably just as messed up as you but are following the ‘fake it until you make it’ approach.

      • To recognize that negative experience is a part of it all, and to ‘live life’ is what it is instead of ‘please stay happy and smile always’, or ‘move away you are not a tree’ is..difficult. But seems to be the only sensible way out.
        Recognition or realization is the main factor. Escape ain’t easy for anybody.
        I can not come up with a proper reply in comparison to yours but I think I will try to know it.

      • An Impressive explanation Cabrogal !
        I was thinking why not take depression not as a disease or something odd, but as a normal thing happening as an everyday chore and to face it thinking it will pass… I guess this can be easy when you are used to the depression thing ?

      • One more thing.

        It’s not easy working out what the causes of your depression actually are. It’s easy to blame someone or something or go along with some quack when he says you have a defective brain but whatever it is that is really depressing you makes you feel bad so you are probably trying to hide it from yourself.

        It’s like when you have a headache and it’s easier to blame other people for you feeling angry than blame how you are reacting to your own pain.

        One of the worst things about the ‘fake it ’til you make it’ method is that it encourages you to not think about the things that may depress you and so makes it harder to get at what’s causing your depression and coming up with strategies to deal with it.

        Of course you can also get yourself into a lot of trouble by obsessing on negative things you can’t change and maybe aren’t the real cause of your depression anyway.

        There are no short cuts to finding insight into yourself – but trying to hide from yourself or lie to yourself about how you feel is a sure fire way of never finding it.

      • The ‘fake till you make’ approach doesn’t necessarily let one come up with proper strategies, I agree. And obsessing on negative things is the worst part for sure.
        You’re even right about the last part- to hide or ‘lie’ from oneself may result in falling in it further deeply, but it isn’t easy to ‘not lie’ or to confront some things that don’t even make sense.
        What is the ‘long method’ to find insight into oneself, in your opinion?

      • Yes Maria I am honest, Just on this blog. I never reveal myself to people like I do here. I know I may feel irritating to people when I constantly write on sad and crying out loud topics but This is the only way of my Catharsis …..
        Well the fake it till you make it perspective has been elaborated nicely by Cabrogal I guess πŸ˜‰
        Yes I know I should change the way of my thinking….. I know and I will change it. I just need time I guess and no more ups and downs. I feel like I have to fight more in my future but I am still positive….I will face everything.
        I know you want me to be happy , you are honest with me and I love you, really love you for being with me and caring for me so much ! I can’t thank you fully at any cost.
        I am confused too, like you are . But I know you people will bring me out of confusions ! Love you so very much πŸ™‚

      • Ah yes, explained by cabrogal πŸ˜‰
        Look Lala, it is NOT irritating to find sad blogs or such stuff. Its just that we have got so used to each other (like you call blog a family) and we are such strangers who begin to think they JUST have to do something to cheer her up. If you like to pour out that way, it is good. Don’t fake it. *laughs* especially that happy post, you now how it sounded to me?
        ‘Today was a great day. I woke up late and the sun was high, as in it was scorching and really really hot. I had got late for uni so I got scolded but it was nice to be scolded you know, and then i realized i had forgotten my assignment but that wasn’t really upsetting except that i suffered alot. Phit i returned home and was really tired but it was a good day after all.”
        πŸ˜€ Shsh don’t mind me please. I just mean to say that Arindam wanted you to write happy posts so that you FEEL happy.
        You’re right, you will get there. Just no more ups and downs: i hope aesa ho, but na bhi ho tou you will know how to deal with it.
        LOVE ya more. ❀
        -maria.

      • Yes I know meri jan I know very well…. You people are like a family to me too and very closed ones……I love everything you say to me whatsoever ! And I know that yo just want to see me happy and nothing else.
        Haha Lol yaar bari achi story banae hai wesay isko publish kerdu πŸ˜€
        After all πŸ˜‰
        And I never mind because I don’t have a mind πŸ˜› Trust me I never mind…If I would , I would tell you straightforwardly !
        Haha Arindam ki tu me khud khabar leti hun πŸ˜›
        Yeah and you have to stay with me thrugh my life πŸ™‚
        Love you too πŸ™‚ Hugs xx

      • Achi haena? πŸ˜‰ thats how it sounded. πŸ˜› a happy post not happy at all ! Be happy larkii! *hugs*

    • Hahaha ! Tu thora dramay baaz hai kya haan ? Sleeps and wakes up ka lagta πŸ˜› Maar per jaani hai tumhain meray hathun πŸ˜›
      Yaar her time sad kyun likhti hun iska answer tu mil gya hoga tumhain meri new post perh k…. Tum donu k leye he likhi hai mainly.
      You don’t like me this way ? Yes I can understand per yaar pata hai you are the last person I could imagine who won’t understand me….aur tera ye response perh k when I was feeling bad…Muje acha nae laga.
      I know you love me and you want to make me happy πŸ™‚ I would write happy If you suggest…Per pher itna worse hoga na k tum b kaho gay yaar tum wesay he theak thi πŸ˜›
      Lol aur ye images…I love them πŸ˜› You know Girls ankhun pe hath rakh leti hain horror movies me aur jahan per blood related cheezain hun but I love to watch them πŸ˜› Haan chipkali se me b derti hun koi bahadur nae hun but I am not scared of these type of scary thing πŸ™‚
      Chal I am accepting the challenge….Aik post aj hogae…. Ab bata agay b aise e artificial rahun yahan per ?
      Decision is upto you !
      Love you bro…… I hope tumhari studies b awesome chal rae hain πŸ™‚

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      • Misunderstanding… Kal tak ruk jaa… Phir clear kar doonga… I want you to be naturally happy… Bus… So keep smiling :)… Ajaa lage lag ja bhai ke πŸ™‚

      • I know Bhae jee I know πŸ™‚ Misunderstanding nae hai I know you want me to be happy and I will be InshAllah ! Bus sath raheen aur galay tabi agun gi jab wapis aa jao gay So hurryyyy πŸ˜› πŸ˜›

      • Aa gaya… Ab to lag ja gale… πŸ™‚

  6. Well….if this is the ability you are truly blessed with now..I hope to ‘god’ your husband to be is like my wife..as her soul is pure…otherwise you are destined for human hell my dear…

    I’m dead serious about this one…as every other one….

    And what you describe is almost exactly what I experienced in this metaphorical way…

    I only hope this is not what you are experiencing now…Lovexx

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    • Yes I guess I am blessed with this ability…. I hope I won’t be in hell…I hope to use it positively !
      I would love to listen to your experiences….As you like in ‘metaphorical ways ‘ πŸ™‚
      Love xx

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      • Empathy is a complex human attribute.. The core of empathy for human beings is described as emotional contagion..

        Animals experience emotional contagion..potentially at higher levels than humans who have become numb to emotional contagion through the stimulus of the byproducts of collective intelligence..

        Chances are people in Muslim countries retain higher levels of emotional contagion..as they are farther removed from some of the cultural byproducts of collective intelligence..particularly young men exposed to pornography..as this stimulus has the potential to reduce emotional contagion..as watching violence will do too..

        So..this is part of the reason in general that people in Muslim countries are more fully hot about Allah or as we say God or the Christ energy/spirit/force in the WEst..

        Most people here..even some of the pastors are truly lukewarm even the ‘showmen’ if you will..

        So back to higher levels of emotional contagion and empathy..

        As mentioned before in our conversations..Asperger’s syndrome is not at all in reality like the more severe forms of Autism where Children cannot speak…

        In fact it is often the opposite condition in feeling emotional contagion..that some children with Autism experience who lack this ability for emotional contagion and interact with human beings as if they are tools..

        In other words..if I need your arm to scratch my back I’ll use it..but if I step on it…no consequence of feeling in my heart..metaphor there..not me…

        Along with extremes of emotional contagion among these individuals with the actual Asperger’s syndrome that Hans Aspergers described..comes heightened sensory abilities in the 5 senses and potentially senses not currently described by science..

        For example..my tactile sensory perceptions are so high..that I cannot bear to touch man made materials.. IN fact I cannot touch the denim on my jeans without an intolerable feeling of discomfort.. So the people who do not experience this may think I am crazy if i speak about it..but it is as real as breathing to me..and an actual measurable phenomenon in reaction if not in biological test..as no biological test currently can measure this phenomenon..

        So this is just background information to this point..and part of the reason I suspected you might be somewhere on this broader autism phenotype of heightened emotional contagion..as your levels of compassion expressed for others is evident in just the fact that you without fail eventually respond to all the comments here without personal judgement of which comment you feel is good enough for you or interesting enough for you to respond to.. This is exactly the way I am…

        I will not respect anyone’s opinions less than any other opinion for a reply when it comes to communicating although I may vehemently disagree…

        This is what can be described as Altruism..and is a common element of individuals who have the actual Asperger’s syndrome and not a condition that is labeled incorrectly in the previous DSMIV standards in the US..that could pick up something as simple as a video game addiction with it’s broad and non-specific standards…

        Here is the problem that leads many people to believe that individuals with Asperger’s syndrome and closely related symptoms on the broader autism phenotype and the general introversion spectrum who are more sensitive to neuro-chemicals such as dopamine…

        When a person with extremely high levels of emotional contagion are with people who are extremely negative..stressed..or in human pain..they pick up on these feelings so greatly that eventually they may experience a similar phenomenon as combat fatigue that a soldier may experience..

        They eventually may repress the pathway in the brain to empathy..and turn to logical exercises..to escape what can be extreme personal distress in feeling so many emotions of others..

        This is part of what led to my total loss of emotions..as the power of emotional contagion almost destroyed me..as well as the fact that I could not separate the emotions of other people and understand through language the complexity of the nuance and strengths of the emotions when I encountered other people of so many different emotional persuasions..particularly in the US in these huge market places cram packed with stressed out human beings..like Super Walmart..

        Okay..this is a lengthy comment but I think essential to lay the building blocks of the issue..as if you experience this high level of emotional contagion..and already perhaps repress part of it in real life..potentially blocking some of your ability to physically demonstrate empathy to other people..what you could face if you live with someone with a strong negative emotional state of being…is as if you are a negative emotional being yourself..which is a little like human hell if one cannot escape this..

        While my wife is pure in heart..she can be extremely negative..from a hard childhood of not much love..so I must escape this negativity at times to keep moving in this positive light that I have adapted to through 53 years of life..to stay positive if you will..about 98 percent of the time..and to radiate light in real life to others among all the people I meet now when I wander the general public..attend church..etc…as a testament to what I understand as God…

        But if my wife was not pure in heart..when I say this I mean never lying..loyalty..integrity etc.. it would be almost intolerable to my human heart and spirit to live in the same house with such an individual and never escape this kind of spirit..and heart..although in metaphor..it’s not always too much of a problem to visit this type of negativity or lying human soul..as long as I can take frequent vacations..such as working with this type of individual and being able to go home at the end of the day and get away…

        Presently my tolerance is very high..and I have learned the subtle nuances of making my emotions that are positive stronger than a thousand negative people with negative emotions..as another metaphor..

        WEll you don’t know your husband yet..and I don’t know enough about the men in your country particularly in an individual way.. to make any predictions on this..but it seems that the woman are good people..and not surprising as they are taught to nurture above all other attributes it seems..and my wife is naturally like this..so maybe if she is reincarnated she is a muslim woman..but ‘my God’ a fiery one at that..yeah I don’t know about reincarnation so that’s a metaphor too..but my mind always stays open to any potentiality in this life..as the miracles keep happening that I never thought could happen to me…xxLove..glad to see you back and doing OK..hope you get well..soon

        I never get sick my problem is the opposite… I have to be around many germs as my immune system is so strong it will attack me if I don’t feed it plenty of germs..no doubt like everything else..super physical strength.. and all the other strange things that combine to make me who IAm and strange..smiles and….xxlove..xx…

  7. Ya rabbbiiii Whyyy??! Stop it already.
    Stop. Get out and notice good things that the earth offers. Meet genuine and nice people. Chit chat with your friends. Bus stop being alone with these thoughts. Stop. Or else just go do wudhu and pray 2 rakat nawafil and cry your heart out whenever you feel depressed. Tried and tested totka. Be happy please. Not everyone’s a bad guy ache log bhi hain unsey milo baat karo. Smile nowww *tight hugs*

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    • I do I do I do !! πŸ™‚ I do everything you just said… But still I feel down sometimes , and then I write bloody things πŸ˜‰
      I know…. I cry my heart out infront of Him many times but when I feel Him near me…There are times when I get far away from Him and I am ashamed of standing infront of Him ….
      Sab log achay hotay hain bus ‘apk’ leyay achay kuch he log hotay hain !
      I am loving your tight hugs πŸ˜‰ Stay with me to give me more cuz I need them ! Love you so much πŸ™‚

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  8. Young love

     /  October 4, 2013

    This is something ….rily don’t av d words for it. The picture….the post….it sound like pain.

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  9. Well I love your horror stuff even if everyone else doesn’t lala.

    Some mornings I feel just like that.

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  10. Nadia

     /  October 4, 2013

    I was reading and reading, and I thought ” o.K?” I thought it’s only scary stuff about bleeding eyes and so on but I understood when I got to the end… they will keep on dying and I believe that people will never wake up!

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    • Yeah You probably got it all right ! Understood what I was trying to say…. Thanks s much Nadia ! Love your presence here ! Hope you are doing fine πŸ™‚ xx

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      • Nadia

         /  October 11, 2013

        oh yes… this few days I was feeling great, I hope it will stay that way cause I’m tired of the ups and downs πŸ˜„

      • Well ups and downs are a part of life πŸ™‚

  11. What an artistic description lala! Emotions just drop out of each word.

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  12. Ok this scared me and made me worried about you at the same time. What’s wrong with you my dear? Is something bothering you? Are they memories? No doubt that its well written like always but it made me worried about you. Stay safe my dear! *hugs*

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    • Well I am fine and there is nothing new happening around. Just the old problems bothering again and again…It take time to heal some wounds….Some could never heal. Learning to live with them πŸ™‚ You too stay blessed and happy always πŸ™‚ Love you ! Hugs πŸ™‚ xx

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      • I can totally understand my dear. Going through the same. And yes it does take time to heal wounds, some could take forever and some won’t heal at all. We just learn to live with them.
        I hope and pray you get through this soon. *hugs* stay strong!
        Love you too xx

      • Thanks for your prayers ! Mine are with you. Hugs πŸ™‚ xx

      • Thanks for your prayers! really need them!
        Hugs πŸ˜€ xx

  13. So powerful. I’m awestruck.

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  14. It was so intense and gripping πŸ™‚ … i tot my eyes were bleeding

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  15. Oey meri sweet heart,my barbie are you fine,,Whatz up han,,,
    Yeh sab q lekh rai hoon,,kya hogaya hey tumhen…

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    • Kuch Bhi nae hua Love don’t worry…I never meant to worry you….And I love you for caring so much about me…Muje bohat acha laga πŸ™‚ Thank you so so much….I love you forever and ever πŸ™‚

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