Bathroom Selfie

Just imagine me

Slowly in your mind, don’t rush…… be gentle like you feeding a baby

Don’t touch the screen until I tell you to.

Hey boy, don’t lick your fingers yet….

ABOUT LAST NIGHT

My hands were tied in chains coiled around a pillar

My left eye was gushed out; dark thick red blood flowed like honey

My right, however, managed to cry real tears,

I was completely naked; the guard was titillated, went for an abandoned stool and sat right in front of me.

He stared directly into my eyes for some minutes….

He held my nipples and twisted them as though he were casting a dice.

And gradually grabbed my tits, as is he was receiving a Grammy.

STRUGGLING TO MAKE ENDS MEET FINAL INTERVIEW

 Hello viewers. The much awaited video is here, Fauzia shares her life with the world.
#EidMubarak to all my Muslim family and bloggers. Enjoy.

 http://youtu.be/7j28kmLh0H4

IN A MINUTE

The phone rang and my heart beats increased

The once cheerful voice I loved to listened everyday stammered

The thoughts were crumbled, entangled and I shivered

The soulless shadow moved fast, bidding good bye, re echoing over and over to my troubled ears

The wind whirled when I peeped through the windows

Holding the handset, I gasped; fear and sorrow embraced me as if at the sight of a roaring lion

Sweat gradually dripping to my feet.