My Sticky Notes Are All About You

My Sticky Notes Are All About You

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I think there is no love story in any of the novels. They are just all kinds of sad, happy and sorrowful stories. I think we fell too fast, and the scattered rubble fell with us, like the stars in the sky fell like raindrops... It's hard to explain, what kind of theory is this? Am I very selfish? Human nature is selfish. Is it scary? However, it is more than just being scary and harbouring selfishness. "All suffering arises from desire" Aaheli thought... she always thought that! She had desired to live, but now she felt the opposite desire inside her, as inseparable as her breath. She knew that she would suffer from it, but she couldn't even begin to imagine the magnitude of the suffering required to achieve greatness in the chaotic, violent world outside. All she wanted now was to die. She remembered the philosopher Yang Zhu's belief that death should be neither feared nor revered, and funeral ceremonies were of no worth to the deceased. Perhaps death was the only way to escape the suffering caused by desire. And in the end , the desire was granted as a wish; maybe as a compensation. (Author's note: There's no connection with reality but some of its feelings are real. Don't mistake it to be some personal incidents. It's completely imaginary.)
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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