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When I didn’t take love seriously, 

Love took me seriously, and when I took love seriously, 

Love was lost apparently, In doomsday, In the heavens, and in paradise!

Stored in archives, Love does appear and reappear recurrently, sometimes in the form of memories,

Sometimes in the form of rejuvenating allures,

In recapitulation of joys and agonies, 

We remember the most joyous ones!

That’s what is so prestigious held back in the archives of songs and melodies!

We go again and again to the refreshing memories- as if it was yesterday or a moment ago! 

What a sweet message a lover can write on a short notice-

A decade has been passed away- 

Still, I remember you!

©® Farheen Nancy 

Wooden Chair

A girl with flat eyes in the west flat  sits regularly on the wooden chair to recount her past. She

2015

 I am crying my heart out,  My lungs are screaming and whimpering in agony. After a decade, I am crying

Bag

The last token of your love was a bag, A Tommy Hilfiger.  I wish I could carry all the memories

Surrender

We keep reliving our trauma again and again until we heal.  Every encounter teach me that each situation, each context

Diva

Goddess, you are a diva.  A soul unleashed from heavens,  Not for the weak, not for the meek,  Not for

Do you think people die?

Do you think people die from lack of love? Adam?! Don’t you see them living, laughing, eating, dressing, walking, working