"I don't need him." A mantra said every night, a spell hoping to work, and a strength badly required. Strangers accuses of her being weak, for being unable to free the man's hold on her. What they do not know is she is irrevocably in love with him. A string of profanities, a paragraph of silent confessions, and a pair of eyes darkened by depression. Step in her shoes for once; not as a weak woman but as a strong woman who endures the tests thrown by him and believing in true love will reach his stone cold heart.

Fantasy worlds... (2013) A writing exercise in visual sensations.

All colours of the rainbow in haiku form, jump into colour now.

"Ever drifting down the stream — Lingering in the golden gleam — Life, what is it but a dream?" - Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There