She is
confined. To fulfill her dreams. To question. To yell for da answerz.
Search’em. Through inimical ways. Shez waiting for a miracle. Happiness. She
needs a hug. Her mind refrains to do so but heart does need itt…
So she pens
down everything. Pour out the heart. To find happiness within herself. To
create her own paradise. To hear the whispers of joy. She just goes on writing
and writing. Gradually filling up the paper with feelings, emotions, tensions,
sadness and madness. And her heart, it clears up everything and become happy
once again. To accept new ideas, new thoughts and build newer dreams
And finally,
her writings form a commentary. Well, her pen can discover much more secrets
than her lips and eyes ever could. It reveals all the skeletons in the
cupboard. Unravels the riddles, solves puzzles, and unlocks her hidden passion…
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