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In our day to day lives we sometimes may think that no one’s watching when we are up to some mischief somewhere. At the moment someone’s stealing, tomorrow another is cheating, whether academically or in marital scenarios…whatever it is, people of nowadays have become prone to doing things in the dark. We prefer not to be seen when acting and not to be heard loud when commenting. Things happen behind the closet that only you and God know; while society looks at a brave, happy, hardworking citizen, deep inside your heart of hearts you know you are a disgrace due to your deceit. Oh my God! A statement that repeatedly and annoyingly slips out of one’s tongue after truth is unveiled. We step back from the culprit whose been caught pants down and most probably go away from him or her to make them topic of the bar or salon or sleep over, or late night chats. Think about this scenario with me… So boy meets girl, they go out, girl likes boy, boy says I love you, girl falls in love, tel

Silence, Silence is what I hear Deep in the darkness, sounds the heart beat o f a little lad so cold, yet so dear Silently, she's sinking deep in fear Wondering what  tomorrow may bring as it draws near Slowly, the minutes pass by Lips sealed Nobody really wonders why They are all deep; swimming across a beautiful sky Dreamland, That was it's name Yes, I recall Because I was once there as well Flying high Dancing with the stars Amused by the moon Basking near the sun that beat my physique Like it was 12 noon But wait, What's that sound? I know It's the sound of my thoughts generating an ugly past. Take it all away Where are the words  For me to utter and pray? The past drives me up the wall Paralyzes my tongue I can barely speak at all Submerged in unusual pain In my world so small I wonder, oh how I wonder Does anybody see me at all? "Help," I cry, "Let me out of here" Guarded by anguish Sealed completely with a

A head turner… that’s who she was Beauty that flowed from within and found its way out, no sight of flaws Or so many thought She had it all going on for her Extraordinaire background, classic lifestyle, sort-after status With all this, nothing was bound to go wrong Or so we thought, since no one sensed the upcoming fracas  She walked tall Everyone around knew her, whether great or small She was a head turner; no one was like her, none at all Her green eyes flashed before her audience If you didn’t know her, you’d mistake her image and call it pretense But she was real, a true figure to behold She was a head turner, so humble yet so bold Elegance was written all over her Right from her glorious long hair, to her feet that sauntered gracefully Rarely touched the ground due to a spectacular pair that elevated her to an appreciable height Oh! A head turner, that’s who she was, That is what we knew her for Silencing conversations among drooling

What’s the easiest thing you’ve ever had to do? Personally, my answer would be ‘put up a face.’ It’s by far the easiest thing I have ever had to do. Trust me; people like me would win an award for this. I’ve done it practically all my life but its disadvantages are on the high so I’m learning to just be honest with reality and more so myself. It just amazes me how in the outside world every body perceives you to be this ‘Miss Independent’ kind of girl like Neyo would sing. You walk like the boss, talk like the boss, etc. They call you all sorts of good names, and shower you with flattering remarks. Like recently, a friend of mine, decided to expound on the fact that I am too special with these exact words. “You’re beautiful, sweet, kind, you’re certainly loving, your sexy like a problem… you’ve been through a lot but you still remain to stand as a strong woman…the list is endless” Now you can imagine, I was trying not to smile really hard, but I couldn’t hide it. Until I was