http://slow.writerscafe.org/anamika The original writings of author Anamika en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776040060 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sometimes, decisions need more thought than action http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1737099/ Sometimes, it's best to ignore instincts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1737092/ Sometimes, it's best not to follow unknown paths http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1732855/ Sometimes, you reap what you sow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1731018/ Sometimes, it's all about some thrill. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1731013/ Sometimes, it's all about the right taste http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1731010/ Sometimes, it's best not to find out what lies ahead. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1731006/ Sometimes, it's your desire that can turn against you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1730436/ Sometimes, it's what you see that can hurt you the most. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1730433/ Sometimes it's all in the eyes of the beholder http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1730427/ sometimes you have to play things out in your mind just to test yourself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1730420/ It's been five years since that incident, yet it feels like yesterday. I think of it as the Jazzy Affair.we decided to go hunting for perverted novels, that was a thing with us, we loved looking for stuff people shy away from or openly won't admit to, like visiting sex shops, trying on costumes, cos.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1705497/ One Road Trip, 3 Weirdos and lot of fun.. maybe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1702886/ Random thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1702424/ Wanted to try my hand at Erotica, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1652822/ waking up in a middle of the night, restless, she finds... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1651652/ In a crowded Metro, her heart skipped a beat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1555490/ I was lost to the world,I hid from everything that felt,something close to love.I chose ignorance when temptation rose.I thought I couldn't feel any more..and then you appeared..like a man on a mission, meant to posses.what was I supposed to do,It wasn't something I could suppress.I denied those fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1315529/ "I stopped caring...", she murmured and took a deep breath.."you say I am unemotional, I turned my emotions off a long time ago, I refuse to feel degraded, I refuse to be hurt..", Zara trailed off, as I thought "so not what I expected"..I had been chasing her for almost a week now, I don't k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1312408/ She walked in all confident and hidden innocence about her, I took her in, she stopped and had the expression which took me completely by surprise..it was lust pure unadulterated lust and then she composed herself..interesting..i was still on ahigh because of what happened at the stall.. seriously s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1312065/ he had been noticing her for almost 2 months now there was something odd, she was something alright http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1300641/ The night that Vittorio died I didn't think anything could hurt me more.. but I was wrong, so very wrong."what in the world is that noise", I mumbled seeing around me but not really noticing, It's been 2 months, 3 weeks, and god knows how many hours since he died. i withdrew myself from everybody, i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1300638/ "hi, i am Vaniya D'souza, I read about your firm on the internet.." oh god this is so not working, what in the f**k am I even doing here.. I tried to question myself in the ladies room mirror, I noticed a strange sound coming from one of the bathroom stalls, my curiosity demands I check it out but a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1161147/ "so did it hurt?"It was our usual spot, for the past 5 months to be exact, we have been meeting here, at this bridge. we stand overlooking the great river, not even the endless sounds of vehicles disturb us.I ask again "did it hurt?". he takes a measured breath before replying.."What do you th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1161128/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1161127/ lets go away, lets hidewhere its just you and melets go away, far and widewhere we are meant to betake me with youaway from this placei have had it with this worldthe world i don't belong tothe hostility more than i can bearlets go away from this placesomewhere, find our worldhold my hand and be my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1151543/ Everyday I begin is full of laughterthat's too good to be truesmiles, giggles and secrets running afteryet something is hidden from my viewI look for something i am not sureas I run through my day what is it that's missing everything appears to be in place I sigh as I repress the nagging thoughtand .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/1045673/ in a dark place where no one should roam alonei walk searching, searching for the unknownwith wounds carved deep in mei roam restless through the endless night....my friend and my foe is one and the samethe night that clawed the night that healed..night my lover and my killer...i wait in the shadows.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/950019/ December 25 2000ah Christmas day.. as hopeless as it is going to sound i love christmas day. Raven and me umm my roommate have a wonderful christmas tree decorated in our living room..things are different i love the spirit of Christmas though my knowledge about human beings are rough ...thanks to co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/799271/ a world so real yet feels so fakea thorny path appears to be a piece of cakewherever one seems to look is a new mysterya treacherous present and a bitter history no soul in this world seems to be pureattracted so easily to the slightest lureeven a truthful resolve is distractedwalking a straigh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/790387/ December 22 2000as soon as i came to town the first thing i remember doing was finding a place to stay i had enough knowledge of how things worked in the human world i used anna's money( i still remember her... or maybe the things we did) ...i walked towards the nearest inn i could and was met by a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/718179/ December 22, 2000After that incident there was no looking back,  I knew I had to go away from these people but I couldn't help myself I had to kill to survive , sometimes I would starve myself for days then things would take a turn for the worse, I would attack anyone without thinking and all t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/715571/ December 2, 2000A very bad day but then almost all my days have been bad ever since I found out what I was. One of the undesirable, hah! How ironic. If only I could just be an undesirable, my life would have been so much easier, I am an Undesirable and an empath, beat that! I feel their pain wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/714934/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/714923/ when i came home to youlook whats hidden in my teary eyessee what those people couldn't seeunderstand my pain believe mewhen i sat for long hours stillwhen my emotions too betrayed mewhen i wished to see only youunderstand my need and believe mehow silence had become my solitudeintoxicated by my own.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/714922/ i wish i could see the world the way you saw through your eyes every moment of happiness no reason to say goodbyesto be able to see only good thingslike a walk on a sunny morningto pass my day hearing to the birds singto fulfill all my yearningi wish i could live the worldthe way you did in this lif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/714904/ why is it so that i feel so lonelythough i am in a crowdits something very sillymy mind talks out loudeveryday the same feelingi wonder whats going onits an unknown wantingto see the rising dawnlife is so difficult for methe truth i don't want to seei look at myself in the mirrorto find that side of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/675771/ abandoned,depressed and incompletewhere would i stand without you thereyou touched my soul deep withinyet you chose to be so innocentyou are well aware of your effect on mehow you charm me to deaththis death is one i would chooseyour laughter and gaze mystifies mebeauty of a pure soul is your defini.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/675766/ just when i am about to do something newthere.. he appears out of the bluei cringe at his slight presenceand hate him in his absencehe gets some sort of cruel pleasureto find me on my knees Orto see me crying hard on my bedhe comes out when i am all aloneand gifts me those bad memories so forlorni a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/673713/ my heart is changing todayi feel the difference alreadyhow did this happen i wonderits becoming more and more greedythis is no ordinary greedbut much more special somethingyes its not impure indeedthere's a burning desire in my heartand it burns brighter than the sunall i see everywhere is your silh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/673701/ Today the most amazing thing happened.I was in no mood to get out of the house but had to go and collect my marksheet,I am a very lazy person because of which I have at hand too much pending work anyway keeping that aside,I was on way to college, I took the bus to miramar and kept looking .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/672605/ an innocent heart that beats in mesearches for love that was meant to beis it too much to askto love and to be loved againa smile that was lost a long time agosearches for a reason to be found againwas it too good a bargainto love and to be loved againa song that remained incompletesearches for a so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/672602/ when i was all alone never within reach may that be the homey corner or that quiet lonely beachyou were there waiting waiting for me to finish cryingwhen i was with my friendssmiling and making others smilelistening to passing commentsor walking miles and miles you were there wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/672599/ the magic you cast has a beautiful effectyour bond to my heart is yet intactit was a mysterious nightthe moon shone ..oh so brighti saw a stranger walk towards me with eyes so deep deeper then the seaour eyes met,mine shy your surewith beauty and innocence so purethe flickers of magic then begani ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/672593/ what a night it wasthe feelings i cannot definefor the first time in my lifethe pleasure was only minethere i was standing aloneso dark had that night grownmy heart was broken once againi was lost in that familiar painbut there he stood in the darki didn't know the stranger too wellafter all this wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anamika/671349/