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My Heart

You can always edit a bad page but you can’t edit a blank page

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November 23, 2017

Those are the words of a famous writer Jodi Picoult when she was giving a talk about the habits of an effective writer. These words got me thinking about most how we try to edit a blank page and I am also a victim of this sometimes.

It is so…


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Dear Diary

….Daddy

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November 10, 2017

My heart resonates, I don’t know what it is but I know I want to remember and never forget. How do I remember you, do I remember the things you said that I never heard or things you never said that ring louder in my ears? Do I remember…


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My Heart

Broken Strings

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November 3, 2017

Worn out, tired and futile, I looked at my life and thought of all the things that could have been and that should have been.
As I watched through the kaleidoscope of my life, I saw that little girl who was shivering because of the cold, heels cracked no shoes,…


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Short Stories

…..a boy can dream

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November 1, 2017

Then there was silence.

“Thabani, Thabani may you please make your way to the front to receive your prize?”

Thabani?

“Is Thabani here?” The headmistress asked in frustration as she dropped her glasses slightly over her long nose so she could see clearer.

“Thabani?” She asked once again. As she was ready to…


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Dear Diary

..Vatete

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November 1, 2017

First let me tell you how much joy and pleasure I get from just seeing you grow. You are turning into a beautiful woman and you remind me so much of your mother when she was your age, so elegant and graceful. 

It is so funny how time flies, when…


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My Heart

If you had met him, you would have loved him

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November 1, 2017

There was something about being in his presence that just made you a believer, a believer of all things good. He was like an angel sent on earth to make my life beautiful and to show me the kind of man that I should desire to have as my…

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