Our home

You shaped them Moulding my insecurities to your narrative You warped my expectations Reasonable expectations and they took another form. It was disguised as mending Fixing Building But the foundations you lay were sloppy. The communicative cement that binds each brick was laced in deceit and hidden truths. The bricks themselves were half hearted and

travelling companion.

It was in my baggage that I saw.. the weight of your deceit I carried.

Fireworks

Waiting for the day my insecurities won’t stop you from loving me.  My reactions to your actions hurt. And my depth lies in the learnt. My learnt actions My routines Of checking and updating your transparent existence on a platform of illusion. My heart shines when thinking of you then it flutters…  …fire works shoot

More henna

Basic mendhi

Below are super basic mendhi designs I’ve tried out and will blog more as I do them.

Clouds