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THE VEIL


My countenance spells doom.



That’s why I’m veiled.



But the world thinks otherwise.



Its not beauty that I conceal,


I try to hide the jinx in me ....

Comments

Priya Joyce said…
tats an out of the way thot...
I ddn't get ur incite I guess
Ria said…
Hmm...whats tht jinx!?
ABHISHEK SiM said…
a different perspective... but am i missing something?
Mayz said…
samajh nahi aaya...d pic scared d shit outta me
nikita said…
jinz means watt?
Priya said…
U r something honey. I loved it all.
Bikramjit said…
i did not get it either cause for me every single individual is unique and you cant be a jinx if you came to this world.. there wil lalways be someone who loves you :) and everybody is BEAUTIFUL.. you just got to look at them :)
Thousif Raza said…
hmmm... it has several deep meanings... and i like that :)... nice work again...

and hey i'm back... check out my new post :)


take care and keep writing...........
Nikhil Menon said…
Everyone is jinxed in one way or the other.Some of them are concealed,some are well put out.. :)

beautiful. :)

Love,
Nikhil
Tulika said…
I guess nothing would prick me more at the moment.
ANWESA said…
@Lil' Priya,
May be you'll understand when you are older....
ANWESA said…
@Ria,
That's another story.
ANWESA said…
@Chocolate Lover,

:) Really ?
ANWESA said…
@Angels Never lie,

Thanks !!
ANWESA said…
@Simu,
Thanks dear!! I think these lines can be interpreted in varied ways. So I guess you aren't missing anything,maybe you'll get a new perspective anytime you read.
ANWESA said…
@Mayz,
Samajh aa jaayegaa...kisi doosre pehlu se dekhiye... The pic was meant to be scary :)
ANWESA said…
@nikita,
"jinx" means a thing/person who brings bad luck.
ANWESA said…
@Priya,
Thanks a lot dear !
ANWESA said…
@Bikramjit,
Yes,I got what you meant.Thanks for this comment!
ANWESA said…
@Thousif,
Thanks buddy !

I've been to your blog.
ANWESA said…
@Nikhil,
:)

It was a real pleasant surprise to see you here.


Thanks a lot !!
ANWESA said…
@Tulika,
Sadly :|
suruchi said…
Hiding n yet spilling it all!
That’s an art gurl!
A well woven short piece...
It is truly said...brevity is the soul of wit!
ANWESA said…
@Suruchi,
Thanks a lot!!!
Glad to see you here :)

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