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The touch of Faith
I’m spiritually materialistic. Go ahead and criticize me for it, but there is one thing you cannot change. My faith. I was raised in a really strong spiritual ambience. I was born on the day next to Christmas, went to a Catholic run preschool and attended a very orthodox Vaishnavite High school. Mughal History fascinates Read more
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Growing up.
The best feeling of my childhood was waking up on the first day of the summer vacation and jumping out of bed to see that my cousins had already arrived and were having a noisy breakfast. We were little gangsters, actually, we were much more than that. When we were seven, we spent our afternoons Read more
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Lost Girl.
It was all easier when I was twelve years old. My dreams seemed close, my ambitions were very clear and I had a very dominant tone of confidence and style. I wrote with my heart, I seemed happy about myself and I felt safe. But now, at nineteen I feel lost, clueless and confused. My Read more
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