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All Life Is Propogated; There is no grey area When I was a young girl, I tried to listen,1 /
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Spoiled Soil Dharti Maa,1 /
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Write the Wrong In the bed I would share with the man I would eventually marry, I awoke h
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Do you like my poetry? And her seven years in the United States. 1 /
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Malady of the Emotional Refugees So she walked.1 / The road was not meant for pedestrians, only automobile
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Fear of Writing, Part 2 I asked her about her studies;1 / She was getting a Ph.D. is English, to
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To Tame A Mango “Yes, ma’am.” The waiter said as he rushed over and stared into his smal
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The Last Strand Dear Miss Andrews,1 / Thank you very much for meeting with us……it was a p
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The Immaculate Dinner "Please, come inside. Let me give you the grand tour." said the wrinkled
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Names change, but things stay the same. My name is Angela. When I was young, I hated it and wanted to change it
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The Last Remaining Cowboys I would have preferred to been born a woman in the Middle East, India, Af
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Casual Meeting (Neela's account), part 1 It was a bitter cold Friday afternoon that was quickly turning towards ni
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A response!!! from Bharati Mukherjee Dear Angelika,1 / -------------2 / Dear Angela / Malika:3 / I was very mo
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My Silent Protest November 5, 2004.1 / It was an overcast and blistery cold sort of day, no
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The Universal Voice (told me this morning): "The charmed life makes PRICELESS what was once IMPOSSIBLE."
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What is PRICELESS....... What is PRICELESS was once IMPOSSIBLE.
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I'm Only Me...I'm Sorry She was leaving today to visit his family and he could not yet come.1 / S
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Winter's silence Winter's dead silence erode summer night's memory.
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Fragments of You and Me You.1 / He is captivating, someone she wants to know. A long lost friend
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The Water Crib Stroke………. Stroke………… Stroke………..1 / The little boat churned along silent
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Wine's Choking Point (Censored) “Alright-y then. I’m pulling up to the hotel right now.” Jane said as her
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Urban Renewal The window from the café looked down on various storefronts and congestio
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Urban Renewal The window from the café looked down on various storefronts and congestio
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No Need to Grasp for Thin Air “But I still don’t understand. I love you. What is stopping you from be
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Modern- day Romeo This story is written for Karan Jani, modern- day Romeo.1 / Romeo and Jul
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Underground in a hole It had been four months since the accident. Jane lay in bed and watched
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a-B-C-D-E-F-Z When Jane was three years old, her mother took her to school for the firs
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Chanced Encounter She waited on a chair in the corner of the room, restless. The knee on h
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Excuse Me, but your son is an a** She was leaving today to visit his family and he could not yet come. / /
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A Muslim wife's Birthday It was his wife's birthday, but no one would have known if not for Jane. /
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Those that define you can confine you "I'm not mad at you for that, I'm mad at you for being yourself." Jane's
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Fear of Writing Fear of husband knowing?1 / Fear of family?2 / Fear of denying truth?3 /
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Letters for Musa, Chap. 2 Jane converted to Islam right before she said the ‘I dos’ to the man she
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