Did You Ever Love Me? by Rithvik Singh is a tender contemporary poetry collection about love, heartbreak, longing, self worth and learning to let go. Its greatest strength is emotional accessibility: Singh writes directly to readers who feel intensely and care deeply. The collection offers comfort without pretending heartbreak is simple, though its simplicity may occasionally feel familiar to seasoned poetry readers. Did you Ever Love Me? Have you ever loved someone so completely that, after they left, you were left wondering whether they had ever understood what they had been given? Not merely whether they loved you, but whether they ever noticed how much you loved them, how much patience you offered, how many small things you remembered, or how often you chose to stay when leaving might have been easier. There is a particular loneliness in that question because it rarely arrives at a dramatic moment. More often, it finds you while you are doing something completely ordinary. Yo...
Helloz everyone. Welcome to Sashaland. Also at times called the Shashaland. No, we don't sell all those sashes worn by sexc babes at beauty contests. We are, well an agrarian community and we grow it all from rice to mice. What did you say?
Who am I?
Well, I am King Shasha, who rules this place in a dictorial manner. No, No, I don't gas up people like Hitler, nor do I have an army of bodyguards like most of the rulers of today's peaceful lands have. People of my land love me and women folk adore me. *Blushing*
Now, you must be wondering, why am I writing this or more importantly what the hell am I doing here. You see, I am a king, which literally means that I have to enjoy luxuries of life, fight wars and keep women. But that was a very medieval definition. Now, no war has to be fought, for Americans have monopolized that job. Women, well that is my little secret. And luxury; with so many thieves and con men around display of wealth is strongly inadvisable.
So what should I do? My Junta does not allow me to do anything as such so here I am wanting to enjoy blog world, facebook or whatever you people have on internet.
Internet is new for my country and am the sole user here. I mean why do we need internet? Social networking best happens when you have a melas every month. You cannot come out of a mela before greeting one whole village full of people.
Sorry people, have to go. It's supper time. See you all soon.
Who am I?
Well, I am King Shasha, who rules this place in a dictorial manner. No, No, I don't gas up people like Hitler, nor do I have an army of bodyguards like most of the rulers of today's peaceful lands have. People of my land love me and women folk adore me. *Blushing*
Now, you must be wondering, why am I writing this or more importantly what the hell am I doing here. You see, I am a king, which literally means that I have to enjoy luxuries of life, fight wars and keep women. But that was a very medieval definition. Now, no war has to be fought, for Americans have monopolized that job. Women, well that is my little secret. And luxury; with so many thieves and con men around display of wealth is strongly inadvisable.
So what should I do? My Junta does not allow me to do anything as such so here I am wanting to enjoy blog world, facebook or whatever you people have on internet.
Internet is new for my country and am the sole user here. I mean why do we need internet? Social networking best happens when you have a melas every month. You cannot come out of a mela before greeting one whole village full of people.
Sorry people, have to go. It's supper time. See you all soon.
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"Your Higness",,, we'll be waiting to hear from you, whenever you get the opportunity to oblige us with your presence, taking some time out from that reserved for your junta, and women:p
*awesome*
looking forward for more....:)
Tamanna and Thank You Sj
- King Shasha
interesting place....
interesting talkies....
And what the hell am I doing here?
I am the princess of Edinburg! :)