it's a great day for an exorcism

today i wrote another short story.


it is a gloomy story, but that makes sense, since the monsoon rains have hit Karachi. thus, it has been dark since last night, and gloomy for the past 10 months of my life.


work with what you're given, i believe. so i did.


and now i have a tale of what was once heartache and the loss of power. but now, i have used the pain and transformed it into my story.

so, it has become a tale where i am in charge, and where the power is mine.
and you can't take that from me.