
I am not a writer I am a reader. I have read many books, tried to cultivate them....I am what people say suffer from hyper sensitivity! Tonight my heart is bleeding not for me but for someone very dear to me....it makes me question about my life my very existence! For some it will be another stupidity and my practical self believe that too, but my unpractical part pushes me to the edge....to finally see to evaluate to nurture my thoughts!! This is not exactly a story but more like diary pages of a woman who has questions about life which she can't express to the world!! It's her secrets, it's her perspective, it's her way to let out the whispers of her heart!!!!All Rights Reserved
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