Anubhamehta-wpadm

From our mother’s womb we grow, Like sunflowers with a golden glow, Aren’t we radiant , aren’t we free, Aren’t we all that we can be ....... Then we start growing some more, And in come the soaring chores

Excerpts from a young girl’s diary: Wonder Years!

Excerpts from a young girl’s diary: Growing up strong

Oh, to be jilted

We feed the monsters that live inside us, some good and others not-so-good. PUBLISHED: Free Lit Magazine, Volume 3, Issue 5, September 2017

Do our fears dominate our judgment? Or is it simply easier to dislike than acknowledge good when we see it ? PUBLISHED : Gracious Living Foundation, March 2018