MAzhaan3005

HNY! 

Chomiewrites

@MAzhaan3005 Lol, I have always thought about this. But we need to keep our fingers crossed and hope for the best. I believe we are stronger after 2020.
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MAzhaan3005

@Bluestorme just an idea, but what if like the wildfire was the intro to the year's chaos, 2020 was the intro to a decade's havoc?
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TheHumourousMess

Happy birthday!!! May you find what you're looking for and may you be happy and content with everything you have❤️❤️❤️❤️

TheHumourousMess

@MAzhaan3005 my friend, that is the bEsT way to celebrate our days... Cake and good food? What else can we ask for right.
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MAzhaan3005

HNY! 

Chomiewrites

@MAzhaan3005 Lol, I have always thought about this. But we need to keep our fingers crossed and hope for the best. I believe we are stronger after 2020.
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MAzhaan3005

@Bluestorme just an idea, but what if like the wildfire was the intro to the year's chaos, 2020 was the intro to a decade's havoc?
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butterfleoge

I am absolutely in love with 1920 London Love. I loved every bit of it. Not to mention how easily it captivated me and brought out so many emotions from the depth of my heart. Absolutely briliant. Keep up the amazing work! (:

MAzhaan3005

@butterfleoge thank you. It means a lot that my story was able to make a good impression on you 
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MAzhaan3005

New chapter is out! Meet Handel's new teammates. 
          
          Ps. Sorry for the late chapter, I have exams so the updates will be slow from now on :(
          
          BTW, how are you guys amidst the virus outbreak? I hope you aren't being foolish and going out unnecessarily. 
          
          Stay inside and stay safe.
          
          :)
          I just published "Chapter 6" of my story "ERROR 404: COFFEE NOT FOUND". https://my.w.tt/9jNi2Sq464

MAzhaan3005

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          When I was a kid, India to me meant waking up to a Masjid's Azan, smiling at the early temple worshippers as I passed them by, and fearlessly praying a Christian prayer in my school. Back then, India for me meant marveling at the architecture of every place of worship with no malice. It meant reading legends of Ram, Krishna, Guru Gobind, Jesus and the prophets with equal awe and excitement. In fact, it didn't feel weird reading Mahabharata for three continuous library classes because I LIKED the story. Back then, it didn't even feel weird to ask my fellow schoolmates about their religion.
          
          One night, I remember seeing tears in my mum's eyes as she left her friend's group after they shared some vile messages. I remember feeling that I would never have to go through such heartbreak for my friends will forever keep their heads above religion, cultures, and beliefs. Now, as a seventeen-year-old (yes, not even eighteen, not even 'mature', but then which one of us are?), I feel those thoughts to be nothing but "MITHYA."
          
          As I grew this very society took my heart and dissolved it in the murky acid of politics and hate until all that remained my identity was my religion. Not Country, but religion.
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/215334155

potterheadivergent

@MAzhaan3005 I completely agree with what you said. I have never felt so much religious hate all these 18 years of my life. The city I come from is supposed to be promoting the "ganga - jamuni" tehzeeb! This big shift I've seen in tolerance is so scary. 
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