Theme: A curtain of calm preventing the storm to be seen openly
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The tear-stained window looked quite familiar. The sky's agonizing roars that accompanied its pouring tears were not at all pleasant. The sparks that lit up a bit of the dark clouds seemed eerie and ominous.
Wait.
Do you think I am talking about the scene outside my house?
Well, I am not.
This is the state of my heart.
The heart that seeks light and solace.
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Hajirah Writes
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My Ranting Place
बेतरतीबShort passages regarding my - Thoughts - Observations - Personal experiences - Fiction
