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			<title>Let You Love Me</title>
			<description>Some daysI hate myself so loudlyevery voice of love around mehas drowned out and faded.Some daysI just sit in silencewith my inner child as she criesbut I never tell her that it's going to be okay.Being strong is all I knowand I can't let her thinkthat it's okay to put the baggage down..A boy I love..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChandniSethi/2833821/</link>
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			<title>Can you see me?</title>
			<description>My brother and I were born in different cities three years apart.. Something about my mother wishing to be with her mother for comfort during her first pregnancy, but then having to be with my father when she had me. We also grew up in different cities. Three years after having me, they realized..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChandniSethi/2463212/</link>
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			<title>The Power Of My Demon</title>
			<description>&quot;How insensitive!&quot; they remarked, When they saw me back away. But they didn't know why I chose to not speak. My mouth was forced shut by a demon stronger than me. There was chaos in my movement, &quot;Calm down!&quot; they said to me. But they didn't know why I chose to be restless.I was danci..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChandniSethi/1974382/</link>
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			<title>The Long Haul</title>
			<description>I may look defeated,But I'm far from weak.A setback so strong,Deferring my only dream.The pain that I once couldn't show,Is ever so alive in my eyes.&amp; there is no shame in being hurt,There is no fear of not being right.I will lose heart but I will not fail,For failures are those wh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChandniSethi/1826743/</link>
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			<title>Darkness, my old friend.</title>
			<description>Under the pretext of new friendships,She tried to hide herself from her shadow.She made them see a world a smiles,Wishing all they saw in her was a friend. The truth struck her hard when she came home.The doorbell never rang, the phone never made a sound.&quot;I showed them my soul, what was ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChandniSethi/1819030/</link>
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			<title>Smiling Back at Love</title>
			<description>With a heart half torn &amp; a love long lost,Walking across the room with a smile on her face.A smile bright enough to blind you of all sense.A smile as heartfelt as love on a cold day.But her eyes had a different story to share.So much to learn from her old mistakes.Deafening screams &amp; imm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChandniSethi/1761023/</link>
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			<title>The Unseen Letters</title>
			<description>She wrote a letter to her mother.Some thoughts lacked.Perhaps the bond was weak.Perhaps the trust was cracked.She wrote a letter to her father.Some harsh words left unused.Perhaps this was just her courtesyWhen her plea for love was refused.A wealth of family photographs to admir..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChandniSethi/1749816/</link>
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			<title>The Immortal Girl</title>
			<description>I was just so tiny,&amp;nbsp;10 inches or so.&amp;nbsp;&quot;How could it be a girl?&quot;&amp;nbsp;That's what I heard my father roar.&amp;nbsp;They took me out of her womb,&amp;nbsp;&amp; I heard my mother cry.&amp;nbsp;I lied on a table like an object.&amp;nbsp;I didn't live, I didn't die..&amp;nbsp;I lived on a street next to some men,&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChandniSethi/1503444/</link>
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			<title>Born Again</title>
			<description>She looked up in the mirrorTo see herself crippled with pain,To see how love had pierced her heart,To see how her tears flowed in vain.She tried to forgetAll the pain she felt,She tried to smileBut her heart rebelled.The noises in her headBroke her like a shallow dream.She clutch..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChandniSethi/1501206/</link>
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