"Are you my Karma in a masquerade, punishing me for my sins, while I was falling in love with you?" Nicholas cried, stepping closer. I withered by the sofa as he flooded his glass with wine, it's scarlet staining the trail of struggle betwixt us. His drunken face plastered with a forceful smirk that failed to hide his painful eyes, as he raised his glass at me. "I raise a toast to your successful pretentiousness." "My lie was hiding my truth, but my love wasn't. And the truth is, I don't deserve to love or be loved. You fell in love with everything about me, yet not me," I confessed, as tears seeped down my eyes, filling my empty glass. He crashed his heavy body on mine, as his wine drained down my transparent shirt stripping my misfit identity. His hands tugged at my skirt, unzipping it, as I held him midway. "No-" I hissed. "I fell in love with a human. But you were only a delusion," Arjun expressed. ••••• ❝To bully or be bullied, to love and yet be hated- The third gender only knows the extremes.❞ Things have never been simple for Karnika aka Karn, a trans person who identifies as 'female'. And life takes a turn when she is forced to juggle as a male and a female, in and outside school. To complicate things further, her love Arjun knows both Karn and Karnika, but as two different individuals. As the yarn of her dual life unfurls intertwining her in its threads of complications, how long can she withhold her truth from the love of her life? 18 in #transgirl (28.04.19)

Can a boy and girl remain best friends? Maybe. Vienna had only ever wanted two things ever since her Dad died, peace and quiet. She hadn't wanted the ups and downs of normal teenage life, much less crazy friendships that brought her nothing but trouble. But then Nathan, that meddling kid! He's all she wanted to keep away from and more. In less than a week, he's absolutely managed to turn her life upsidedown. With the rise of so many friendships, the start of total drama and absolute chaos; the severity of heartbreaks and the 'oh so unforgettable' secrets... Was the start of this friendship actually 'born with a single motive'?

Welcome, Welcome, Welcome. To the story I tell, To the feelings I reveal, To the words I spell. I wish, I wish that you alone Could understand and capture The words of a young writer. Whom her poems are entangled by Her fallen parts. They call her The writer - The poetess. Full of nothing but Darkness - The 50 Shades Of Balladry.