The Unspoken Rag Doll
As she grew up, she had been becoming quieter and duller. When she returns from school, I find herself crying in the corner and in fear most of the time.
As she grew up, she had been becoming quieter and duller. When she returns from school, I find herself crying in the corner and in fear most of the time.
I can’t feel myself quiet well. Who am I? What I like? I’m not sure who I belong to? I’m not sure if I’m happy or living a life of lies. These were my thoughts during the past few weeks. Recently I had came across quiet an interesting book by Alice Miller, ‘the drama of …
“For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken; It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack” – D.M Lawrence Hey Love, I promised you’ll that I will tell my love story and I’m happy that most of you have decided to come again. Thanks for waiting! ‘LOVE’ is an overestimated word isn’t it. …
“He tried to sleep, but his head was filled with faces of lunatics, their palsied hands, their shattered eyes” – Sebastian Faulks, Human traces CAUTION: The term ‘Depression’ used is not synonymous to the ‘Clinical Depression’ which is clinically diagnosed by a mental health practitioner. In this article, it is used to define ‘feeling of …