Thank you, Christmas! (2017 for artists)

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Bottomline of my most posts: I miss Milwaukee and my friends there. However, I love Hyderabad and my friends here too.

After going though a challenging time and trying to remain as mindful (Thank you Friends and Family), I have learnt more about myself than anyone.

This year was messed from the time he passed away. I am sorry, fans. He must be 'resting in peace'



<old Telugu songs play in the back ground>

I lived in an area called 'Waukesha' where men and women treat their kids with dignity (exactly like the way Indian Parents too). Because of our limited faculties and our own sense of respect, seldom do we tell each other "I love you"

But aren't that morning cups of "chai" by mom or dad. That hugs, wake up calls and all enough?
Do you want a "I love you" messenger?
Let's create one!
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Dear Arjun Reddy Fans,

Everyone is messed. Even women. But somehow we have become socially adadptable to think it is "okay" to suffer.

Talk to five women in a week and they will you this:
"Didi, hum jaan dedenge"

No one wants your "jaan"
Just love you man!

We are all bruised by various things in life: our city and its changing landscape; things we miss; our childhood.

But a Famous Blogger wrote:
"I would never give up having a cup of ginger tea with my wife and friends, while we watch our future grow."

You owe it to chai!

And my fee: is a cup of chai too.

Best,
Nivee

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Cutting back to the point (Sorry, I am notorious for blabbering and being a honest jerk). Despite all the crap in the world and the dirt we throw on everyone, let's not forget the humanity within us and despite the changing demographics, we have movies and music. Tollywood and Bollywood is full of it. Let's focus on the nation now :)

I am a committed woman with a single focus agenda: My Faith. My Companion.

Family. Friends. Other forms of Faith. Theology.

And if anyone touches them: I will only request you to breathe in and out.

Peace.

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Who am I?
a freelance writing therapist who is trying to reach out.  I only charge a 'cup of chai' and 'your story back to you' 

This one's for the guys who helped me become 'whatever I am' 

Boys are better friends. 
Girls are better Care Givers. 

Humanity is more important than either of the gender. 

Sorry, ladies!

/for SRK/

your sarees and your salwars
were once used as a 'noose'
for a friend's dream

may be you are footloose and
love sugar and cream

but the tears of his mother
and the agony of his brother

make my path stronger now.

you maybe a ceo and a pilot
but without a heart,
you are just a body without a soul

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