Son.

Son, I have met many broken men, some I danced with, some i was an object to, some I took the role of a healer, some I was nothing but a decoration for their amusement, some punched me in the gut just to idealize how it feels like to be powerful and some lured me…

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I knew I loved you…

Dear best friend, I knew I loved, when you first held my hands and listened to my humorless jokes and laughed your lungs out. I knew I loved you when my life was at the verge of breaking apart, how you held my hands and sat with me in the dark. I knew I loved…

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Closure

I know this is long overdue, I promised I would write soon but I guess I was waiting for a closure. I have finally found one, in your children, after spending a day with them I am convinced they are going to be okay, not completely okay because you are and will always be the…

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A letter to my hero

//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({ google_ad_client: “ca-pub-2776417488228917”, enable_page_level_ads: true }); img class=”wp-image-540 alignnone size-full” src=”https://theifrahkusa.files.wordpress.com/2019/04/20190329_1820201472339067377456567.jpg” width=”1960″ height=”4032″> Dearest Aabo, They say a girl mostly emulates her mother, but I grew up wanting to follow into your footsteps, wanting to be as strong willed and compassionate as you. You taught me how to be kind…

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