Fifty Things I Love About Myself

<p style="text-align: center; font-size: 20px"> Do you love yourself? Do you want to love yourself but don’t know how? Do you want to take on this journey of loving self with all of us? Then this challenge is exclusively for you.</p> <p style="text-align: center;font-size: 20px"> Tell us 50 Things You Love About Yourself!</p> Yes. You love about yourself. Yes. 50. It's difficult right? We know! That's why it's a challenge! </i> How to join ? Start thinking now of the 50 things you love about yourself. Write as it comes to you. No filters at this moment. Write even those things you may consider silly, like your calf bones and the mole down your neck.

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  The Face-Off With The Ultimate Enemy

Fear takes hold of me as I feel her standing behind me and slowly stepping towards me as a tactful predator. A chill runs through my spine, making me shiver, and I don't have the courage to turn around and see her. The weather seems to be resonating with my thoughts; dark clouds filling every inch of the infinite sky. I know this time she's not alone. She is here with a plan to end my story there and then with a weapon; a knife. Would she just stab me in the back without even confronting me? Or this time, we will get to discuss our fears.

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  I know You Know Sometimes We All Need To LeanOnTree

He was a boy. He was scared of Gurgaon; the wide roads and the by-lanes – cemeteries carrying the clingy colossal of countless dreams caught and abandoned. He was a boy, who finally decided to take the leap of faith into manhood, rushing the steady natural process. After all, the boy was now living in a big city. The city that houses more corporate establishments than homes. A city that manufactures several efficient solutions for simplifying several problems of the world’s superpowers.

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  This is the beginning

From where I stand right now, nothing was this way ever before. And nothing will ever be. It always feels like this. When asked to describe the present, I am flooded with flashes of past and dreams of future. About the present? I can just see myself and people I cherish beyond this life. I see myself, like right now, basking in the yellow light of this strange staircase, trying to pen something for you. Yes you! I wish I could speak with you in person. For now, and for always, these words are going to be the bridge.

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