Green. the color I call mine. life. healing. intertwined. 🍃💚
I am like the color green. I grow quietly, even when no one notices. I carry life in my words and healing in my silences. I believe in becoming rather than proving, in surviving rather than shining. Like green, I stay gentle yet rooted, soft yet strong, choosing hope after every storm. My stories breathe pain, truth, and recovery, because I write the way I live......slowly, honestly, and alive.
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Stories by Manira Sharma
- 4 Published Stories
✦𝕹𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖆 𝕷𝖆𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝕽𝖊✦
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3
Piya Tose Naina Lage Re, Naina Lage Re
Jaane Kya Ho Ab Aage Re.....
they trip, they blush, they laugh,
and so...
None To Call Mine
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Home is supposed to be a place that holds you.
But sometimes, it learns to hurt you first.
This is the story...
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✦ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓...
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She wears the uniform of the Pakistani Army.
Discipline is her religion. The country is her first love.
An un...
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