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While I was growing up, I was always that gawky teenager who would hunch and try and hide from the World. I always felt “not so confident” in my body. I would ask myself the usual questions, why do I have to be tall while all my friends aren’t? Why do I have boobs? Why do
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Hey guys, Welcome to the next edition on my ‘SHE’ poems, my take on what it means to be a girl. This time around we celebrate being who we are. Minus filters.
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It is easier said than done, they said. It is not always for fun, they said. Why don’t you smile more often, they said. You never cry how awful, they said. Dance a little more, they said. Oh my God she snores, they said. Let your hair loose, they said. She resembles a goose, they
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The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.
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I am reflection of my deeds. Love myself I do. Not everything, but I love the good as well as the bad. I love my crazy lifestyle, and I love my hard discipline. I love my freedom of speech and the way my eyes get dark when I’m tired. I love that I have learned
MANASVI SHARMA BAWA 