http://slow.writerscafe.org/Shairan The original writings of author Shairan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776117522 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Inspired by the stories I hear around my community through the elders. A story of the past for me but still a reality for many girls. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2782797/ Rajamati is a beautiful girl from Kathmandu, Nepal described in a traditional Nepalese ballad. Kirti Laxmi, a Newar woman of Kirtipur, fought the invaders disguised as a man named Bhairav. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2778534/ I have been living my life waiting for a perfect happy ending, a desire for the happy end for the joyless present.The desire for perfect ending has created voidness around me. But may be happy ending are like not like the ones pictured in fiction.My sense of happy ending must exist in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2763803/ Dead bodies, dead bodies lowered down the groundA scream heard from a distanceA fetus left under the pile of wasteA child smiling and strangling her best Woken abruptly but can't even moveA demon smiling as I stared and shook  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2758688/ The dark clouds hovering the night sky,a noose hanging from the willow tree.Knots, knots and the neck,the dead bodies turning in the grave.A blood churning scream followed by the dead silence,then there was blood, blood and blade.the metallic smell of the blood ,and the smell of the dead. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2112319/ The rose colored glass shattered and then finally I saw the world as it was; cruel and unforgiving. The lies, the fairy tale  I had weaved as a child was so perfect. I was so entangled on them. Wrapped in their beauty and suddenly they were crushed and everything I believed was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2099906/ I feel those hands all over my body,all over me, feeling each part of me.The gentle caress, the gentle squeeze,that's what they said it was.The gentle caress they said was a harsh slap for me,the gentle squeeze was a throttle cutting  off my oxygen.I feel those hands all over my body,all over m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2099905/ The words you spoke denied any affection, but I could see it in your eyes, the devotion.Your stolen gaze, when you thought I didn't see,yet you acted like you had no feelings for me.Your friends, they teased you by some other name, and my heart wouldn't beat the same.For my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2094863/ The idea of drowning is terrifying ,your muscles failing, your lungs failing to provide the oxygen, your mind going numb then you feel nothing.Now imagine yourself drowning.You trying to breathe,clawing around your surrounding until you feel nothing.Imagine the water around .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2083809/ I love how the words stumble through your lips,I love how you whisper sweet nothings in my ears, I love how you earn my trust with your words,I love how you do things unbeknownst to the fact how your sweet lies make a home in my heart.Sweet lies promising me a fairy tale ending,promising m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shairan/2081868/