Home… finding one of my own

Home..finding one of my own

The one which was always my

Got lost in time

Then one day

I was told this is your

New home

But it never had

My presence felt in it

I considered  

That with time

It will make me it’s part

But much with time

It became strange

To me

How could I even think

It’s mine

I don’t  know what it is

To call a home

When everyone at my birth

Decided my fate

Just because I was born as a girl

Who can be the pride 

Until she becames a bride.



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Written by Fatema

When life took a pause, Writing gave me a voice.

I am simply twisted .

Dentist by profession .

Writer by passion.

Mrs Kantawala at my Mansion.

Mother to awesome childrenΒ  who are a big reason behind my writing.

I pen down my random thoughts as blogs, poems and quotes.

I am very glad to be a part of this amazingΒ  writing platform.

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