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The Beauty of Silence.. – muffled voice..!
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Letz explore your unexpressed you in yourself! September 13, 2016. September 13, 2016. The Beauty of Silence. From hours to days. And days to months. From months to years. And years to infinite. You will never be out of her mind. She was dying that time when you refused that beautiful evening under the stars… but never told you. She was falling apart that time when you were leaving out from the story of her lifeless life… but never told you. Only he could be the peace of her stormy nights! Click to share...
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My Picks from 2016 Reads – Chai & Biscuits
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Mad For Each Other! Thoughts of an iMpErFeCt $oul! Josh’s Dairy ( Personally Social ). My Picks from 2016 Reads. You get a little moody sometimes but I think that’s because you like to read. People that like to read are always a little fucked up. Pat Conroy, The Prince of Tides. Thanks for the support guys, I mean it! The Minaturist By Jessie Burton. The Witch of Portobello By Paulo Coelho. Airport by Arthur Hailey. Landscapes of Wonders by Bhikkhu Nyanasobhano. Dissolution by C J Sansom. Maybe both....
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The sound of falling apples and demons « Mirrorgirl
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My life as a psychologist. My work as a psychologist. Kindness to a stranger. 100 ways to answer the question “how are you”? I never promised you a rose garden. On becoming an artist. The sound of falling apples and demons. The sound of the king. The sound of falling apples and demons. 8220;Stories are the foundation of identity. We forge meaning and build identity.”. Demons, the other explores learning disabilities and challenging diagnoses like autism, schizophrenia and down`s syndrome. You simply floa...
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The sound of the king « Mirrorgirl
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My life as a psychologist. My work as a psychologist. Kindness to a stranger. 100 ways to answer the question “how are you”? I never promised you a rose garden. On becoming an artist. The sound of falling apples and demons. The sound of the king. The sound of the king. There are no such things as coincidences. From: Doctor sleep, 2013. Do what I want, and not. Regret what I didn`t dare to do. Would I understand a thing? I remember how the front of the book looked, the invisible impression in an empty bed,.
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If Only – rijiwrites
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Live Write Read Breathe. October 24, 2016. I could forget you. You chose the correct path. My dreams where not getting darker. I have not done what I had done. I could take back what I did. You cared for me. You chose me at the first place. But I did not. I had not killed you. You would still be mine. Until the end of time. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.
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The Warrior – rijiwrites
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Live Write Read Breathe. October 23, 2016. I have the strongest hands. I always strive for the best. I am made of weapons. No I am a weapon. I train like an animal. I never dwell on a battle. I always move forward. I inhale confidence and exhale excellence. I am a Warrior. You and Your Lies. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. On I Gave Up.
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The Prophecy Well – rijiwrites
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Live Write Read Breathe. November 28, 2016. There is a well deep in the Dark woods where they let you see your prophecy. Those who find that well in the woods gets to see their prophecy. With a little twist. You will get to see three prophecy of yours. All of them minacious. Once you look down at that well you are. Legends says those who finds the well goes insane and blood thirsty. My best friend never came back. It’s been two years. That parlous Witch warned him. He didn’t listen as always. You are com...
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Pachoru | Serve N' Savour
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Skip to main content. Skip to primary sidebar. Skip to secondary sidebar. Serve N' Savour. Larr; Palada Payasam. Kuzhi Paniyaram →. For Catholic Christians, September 8 marks the Feast of Mother Mary, or Nativity of Mother Mary, believed to be Her birthday. In Kerala, meanwhile, most churches would give pachoru as an offering to the devotees , after the Church Service. Traditionally, known as “pachoru” in Malayalam it’s raw rice cooked in coconut milk and served with jaggery syrup. The History of Pachoru.
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A Year Spent ‘Press’ing! – Scribbled.
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A Year Spent ‘Press’ing! December 9, 2016. December 10, 2016. On November 24th, I completed a year with WordPress on this account. Yeah, I had other accounts too, one I deleted months before starting this one, another one abandoned years ago. I have been thinking to write an anniversary special rambling, but there were a few things that kept me busy. So, here I am, completed one year with WordPress, which is quite an achievement for someone as lazy as a Giant Panda. Now you can congratulate me. 😀. Congr...
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The Day I Wished For – Rollingstones'16
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We write from tranquility. Dreams. Color. Uncolor. Musings of a Lovestruck Soul. The Day I Wished For. Under the same sky. A weekend of My Dear Zindagi. Musings over the sunset. Weekly Photo Challenge: Pure. Until we meet again. You are my last word. On that Good Old Shore. The Day I Wished For. Sans concerns, Sans people, Sans chaos,… I slept. Such a wonderful day. The day I always wished to have. Me under this blanket. Tangled in between books. And my bestie ‘headphones’. How many dreams I saw. Septemb...
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