Whispers Of a Young Muse

Whispers Of a Young Muse

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Whether it is a girl from a college or a guy studying hard while coping with his feelings for a girl or even the father of a teenage boy, everyone has their own conception of normalcy. Everyone has a different conception of standards and morals. Even the conscience of everyone is different for all. In this premise we often judge the persons themselves and not the circumstances or the surroundings of the concerned person. This biasness is what I am trying to bring to light. Each of the characters in these short stories will face difficult problems and without knowing about their respective circumstances we must learn to not judge them for it. This is my first endeavour in this type of writing, please excuse the mistakes. The text may seem to drag a little but have some patience. If there are any part you cannot relate its because of the cultural gap between hare in India and your own standard. If you have any corrections, concerns, questions, comments drop me a message or comment directly. Your suggestions and criticisms are most welcomed. Please enjoy the text.
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"𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 , 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖" ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Neither she loves you nor she belongs to you" her ex fiancee shouted in anger. He stood up from his king-like chair and walked towards him in a casual demeanor...."But she moans my name pretty loudly at night!" He hissed near his ear in a devilish smirk!!!! "Why are you doing this Kabir...you are playing with her , you don't , in fact you can't love anyone" he said being heartbroken by his previous statement. Tck...tck ...tck....he laughed like a devil and said..." You are right I don't love her in fact I don't love anyone...but that has nothing to do with me having her in my bed , under me ,at my mercy and you know the best part , you my dear baby brother can't do anything about it!!! Follow this journey of madness and possessiveness !!!! Highest rank🥇 #1 in Wattpad #1 in maturethemes

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