A Pandemonium of Tales
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Hey you all !! How's life?
I hope this book finds all of you healthy and happy.
I know you must be feeling, Jagyasheni, what's this book about?? Well, I am getting straight to that now.
Has it ever happened to you that you wanted to write something? Something not long enough to be called a story? Or, a thought crossed the threshold of your mind that you felt you should pen down? Yes? Well then the same happened to me, so you will know what this is. And relate to this may be. No? Well then may be you should find out what I am talking about.
Well folks, this is a collection of thoughts that cross my mind and tales that I scribble down in my small black diary . Do give it a read. See if some of these thoughts matches with yours. Or, maybe if one of these tales are one of your's.
Happy reading, people :)
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His thoughts
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Maybe, Just Maybe...
Maybe, just maybe, in a universe, Our love will grow and not just manifest. Maybe, there you'll be eager to know, My poem of love, written for you in free verse. It's not a mere thing, I'll tell you, It's like a love, so fresh, but not new. It's like feeling euphoric, just by an image, It's so affectionate, even just to envisage. It's like feeling the need for a word, A word, stronger than 'love'. A feeling for the world, That holds none but us. A misconception that it's impure and evil, That love's just a headache provider. I pity the souls who haven't witnessed it's purity, Cause love is a world of fondness for someone, with your dignity. Years of await, years of hope, Hoping that miseries shall be no more. And years of praying for him to be mine, This wish aged like a fine wine. He's so beautiful, how do I tell? For him, in nick of time, I fell. God really took fine years to enchant him, With all the goodness, stars suggested to pour in. He's got unexplainable beauty, That I adore so much more than he'll ever see. It's a hurting fact, that he'll never love me back, Despite that, he's the reason love isn't crap. Maybe he's got his definition of affection, Which, unfortunately, isn't the same soul as this one. Maybe, he's found his reason to live, To whom, all of himself, he'll give. If not then good for the love, The love that I saved for years. If not, then let it be this world, Where separation from me is what he fears. Maybe, just maybe, it's the universe, Where our love will grow, not just manifest. Maybe, he's actually eager to know, My love for him, written like a free verse poem. Tropes- Indian adaptation, grumpy x sunshine, enemies to lovers, destiny's games, school love, young love. Began- June 14th, 2024 Conclude-Kumpleto
--Bridges--
One of the favourite lessons reading books has taught me is that you're never alone, not alteast in thoughts and words. There are others who think like you, feel like you and react like you. It's like that sometimes, our unspoken thoughts are the bridges that connect us, even though we might be miles apart. And so, I've written them down in the hope that there are many out there in this world who would be willing to walk these bridges leading to me-the real, raw and unhidden self I am- my heart and mind and soul. And I really want to walk over to your side and feel what you are like. You are the one to decide whether you want to build 'em or not... ----------------- Cover by me! None of the media used in this book belongs to me.Kumpleto
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I only ever met one man I'd call truly noble. He was a man who was misunderstood and worthy of the world, yet everyone saw him differently. That was until I saw his true colours. The more I caught his eye the more he noticed me. We would pass each other, I would always stare a little longer at his back, wondering his story. People used to move out of the hallways if they saw him approaching whereas people would come and talk to me. He kept to himself, I was never alone, he had no friends, I was friends with everyone, I never saw him talk to anyone I spoke to many. we were polar opposites. At least that's what I thought until that day in the library, that is where I will start this story. Everyone is different, I hate the word "different", I much prefer the word unique. Unique is the only way to describe him. This is not just a story about love, it is about helping two souls who act differently but are the same on the inside, it shows the messy parts that aren't shown in movies, the tragedy, and the comedy but most of all the sizzling romance between two broken people who became one. Who is this story about? Caden James. But this is not just his story, It is ours.
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