Speaking about me, I call myself Grasshopper. Many know me as a social bae.
I Love the smell of Petrichor. I feel crazy to soak in rain, and it feels best when I am in a rickshaw (a vehicle in my country) dropping the hood.
like rain embracing the ground I believe to embrace the present. And moving to dreams, I dream of the sky. A sky filled with a rainbow of love and respect. The colors come as the warmth of the heart and soul. Leaving under the city light I sometimes like to break the boundary to move here and there. But shhh It's a secret that I keep.
In short, I am the one who wishes to keep my heart alive even after my 20s or 30s and so on!!!
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Stories by Nazzisha
Under the Night Sky
I will write my late-night thoughts through this book. It may contain some short story or poem. All this will...
Seasons of Her
A series of poems... and some vouge feeling where only a few got words and others remain silent and one day l...
eye for an EYE
The thought of two person finch and samantha just looking at eachother for the very first time. Is there any...