Because I Love the Road!!


Travelling on road

Every day, I take the same road all the way from home to office and back to home and yet this is the best time of the day I have and it’s all because, this is the time in the whole day I stick to the road. Everyday though the road is the same yet, I can tell the difference, in the aura, in the sunlight, in the faces I see and this makes my complete day a new one from the other. Continue reading Because I Love the Road!!


Though my Blog is all about travelling and nature… I could not stop myself from sharing it after reading this… Exceptionally beautiful piece of writing explaining the bitter truth of life

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When I was six years old, I gave my first blowjob.
“It’s a game”, said He. “Don’t you want to play?”
It was too big, and I threw up on him.
He said I’d do better the next time.

When I was seven years old, I watched a group of fellow second graders cheer as a boy in my class tried to kiss me. He hugged me from behind, giggling all the while.
I threw sand in his eyes, and was sent to the Principal.

When I was eight years old, I had an elderly teacher ask me to stay behind in class. He carried me on his shoulders, and called me pretty.
“Teacher’s Pet!” my friends declared, the envy visible on their faces.
They ignored me at lunch that day.

When I was nine years old, an older girl on the school bus would ask me to lift…

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SHE – a broken soul !!


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Peeping slightly from the sides of her Bag

She looked towards the all blue Sky and the green road sides

It was just another usual day she was biking with a friend to office

Sitting behind she did put her head down and with open eyes

Kept peeping through the long roads full of greenery

There at that moment she had this weird feeling Continue reading SHE – a broken soul !!

By Bhawana Rajput