To the lady, whose man I loved 

Originally posted on Recycled Dreams:
? To begin with, I didn’t even know you existed. By beginning I meant the time I saw him, I started to keep an eye on him, times I wished to talk to him, times I was thinking of him day and night, times when we first spoke, some sleepless…

I am the girl, I dare you can let your daughter be.

I am unapologetic-ally myself. I sound arrogant, rude, snob and at times too blatant. You might wonder, what does she even think? You look the other way round, you label me, you judge. Wait, pause! What exactly was my sin? I do not conform to the rules you lay, I would prefer bending them to…