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Where love goes

Sonal Singh April 23, 2019 Poetry Leave a comment 75 Views

“It’s a good day,” I thought as I preened in front of the mirror

I applied some mascara and dabbed on some golden shimmer.

I combed my hair a hundred times, till it shone golden brown.

I smeared some lipstick, puckered my lips & erased my frown.

 

“It’s going to be just perfect,” I thought as I picked up my bag

Nothing could dim my spirits; today nothing could be a drag.

I slipped on my little black dress, peeped my toes into stilettos.

I was ready to go meet him, ready to see ‘where love goes’.

Image – kevin laminto via unsplash

 

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About Sonal Singh

An author, storyteller, and full-time observer of life’s glorious absurdities. I write humour-laced stories where chaos wears fluffy fur, emotions arrive uninvited, and middle-class Indian households become ecosystems of drama, love, and unsolicited advice. Armed with sarcasm, caffeine, and alarming emotional attachment to stray creatures, I believe compassion is less of a virtue and more of a lifestyle disorder. One that I embrace. When I’m not writing, I’m usually busy running a full-time HR consultancy business, rescuing animals, or trying to maintain dignity while being emotionally manipulated by my pets. Through my literary work, I try to blend humour with heart, celebrating the messy coexistence of humans and non-humans in modern urban India.

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