I saw him again. He stopped by my office and it took me a while to recognize him He called my name. He walked close to me and asked how I am doing. Well, I am doing alright, despite what he did to me. I tried to smile and it all began to flashback. ”He…
Oh my gosh !! What just happened are you okay darl ?? That’s what people told me when they saw after I gained weight. We live in such a stereotypical society where a girl is not supposed to weigh beyond a certain weight and not supposed to be darker… Two years ago when I was dealing with a huge…
People come across our lives and tend to leave without knowing much of their reasons. It was 17 years ago when a child was born without seeing the most important people in her life. Well, she didn’t make any comments or anything. Simply because she failed to understand big things in a small age. She was a child who grew…
I’m a 19-year-old gay college girl in Bangalore, India. I’ve never had a crush on a guy after I hit my puberty. When I was in 11th and 12th, all the other girls in my class talked about crushes and their boyfriends and I really couldn’t relate to them. I thought there was something wrong with me. I have had…
Life could have been much better had people accepted us. Since they don’t; our lives revolve around pretending and hiding. Life gets complicated somehow. Especially, if we go away from our home for further studies and share a room with just another girl. It’s easy to hide for some time, but can’t hide it all the time. If not everyone…
I was doing my UG first year, it was at the end of November 2016, when I got a message request and friend request from him! At first, I couldn’t find who he was really. Since I didn’t know who he was I didn’t accept his request, then later I came to know he was my SENIOR in my school…
I didn’t know one day I would be writing it down. Here’s the story! I was walking my way back to home listening to music with earphone plugged in my ears, that I usually do while walking. A guy was coming in front of me. I noticed him staring at me. He was smirking at me and I had no…
My Dad loved boxing. On weekends he’d watch the televised matches on tv, before the reign of cable. Mom would cut up bite-sized snacks of fruit or ice-cream. She’d arrange the snacks in an artful mandala pattern on a tray or bowl for me to serve to him, geisha style, while he cheered from the couch. He really got into…