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“I don’t remember anything from my childhood.” Those words hurt. What do I remember? I remember the laundry room in my childhood home. We used to call it the ironing room because that’s where all of us ironed our clothes. There was a small space between the ironing table and the cupboard where the ironed clothes were kept. I used to feel very safe in that space, until one day, I saw someone’s shadow outside the window. My mind started running a marathon. What if the person op

Part III - Love The coffee machine broke down this morning, and my coffee‑making skills aren’t exactly the best.... but today, that’ll have to do. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not bad at cooking in general; it’s just that coffee, for some reason, never works out for me. Someone once told me, “Only speak to intelligence.” At the time, I thought it was the best advice anyone had ever given me. But now, it feels so wrong. There are so many people in our lives whom we love and care f

Part II - Pain My shield has been crushed...... perished to nothing. I am standing there, open for all to throw stones at, strike without care. The thorns of the creeper rose pierce into my skin as I lean on the wall. I take the help of the vines just to stay on my feet. There’s blood everywhere, yet I don’t feel pain. I feel numb. Maybe I’ve forgotten pain. Pain and I used to be great friends once. It always distracted me from the screams. I almost feel guilty for forgetting

Part I - Start Start… Start breathing... Doesn’t sound like a request, does it? I need a minute more. It’s so peaceful here. None of the chaos reaches me here. I am safe here. Why can’t I just stay? Why should I go out there? I built for myself a perfect cocoon. But now I have to leave it. Actually—no. I’m being forced out of it. Thrown out of my own safe space. Breathing isn’t easy. At least not for me. It takes a great deal of effort and strength, especially when I know it’