Free At Last

Off went her weight, Off went her pinched face, Off went her long tresses...with them like the strength that Samson lost, she lost the resentment she harboured, the yearning and the disappointment. Somehow he did not matter anymore nor did his indifferent behaviour hurt. No more were there cycles of hurt, forgiveness and Karmic bondages, …

Mytwingo

Mytwingo #ImaginativeStory It has been a fantasy.. That I had a twin who was my caretaker, friend, philosopher and guide. She was something like super brain and super girl rolled in one.  I would only inspire her, with “My twin go” war cry. A quiet Saturday evening I am at Carasid, at I sat at …