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32 today | The Chronicles of Miss Shola
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Leave a comment ». It’s time I get that portrait done before youth, that childhood friend, does its curtsy and leaves the stage forever. An original Anthony van Dyck from the Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna. Written by Miss Shola. June 8, 2012 at 12:45 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). 256 Shades of Grey.
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola | The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased | Page 2
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Leave a comment ». Said she, the one with the loud voice. Her words echoed in the small dark room that smelled of staleness and unkemptness and a now-there-now-gone tang of distraught. Its windows were shut tight and the door was closed from the inside, a sliver of light wriggled in from the bottom of the door. There were three in the room, no more. Don’t scare her so please. The best of them have gone through ...
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August | 2012 | The Chronicles of Miss Shola
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Archive for August 2012. Leave a comment ». After four decades of the missionary, the dormant woman woke up and stood aside holding one arm of the poster bed as if in comradeship. Her frayed white panties with little red flowers were pulled up high, and she smiled as she saw the woman lying on the bed look back at her in relief. Written by Miss Shola. August 17, 2012 at 11:16 am. 256 Shades of Grey. Of this and that.
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August | 2014 | The Chronicles of Miss Shola
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Archive for August 2014. Life should be a Sunday. Leave a comment ». 1 Some days just turn around, look you straight in the eye, and with a dead pan expression say to you “who told you it’s going to be easy”. I met six such last week, and tried to run away from them as fast as I could. I didn’t get too far and can still hear the collective echoes of their wicked laughter. The poem also took me to Stephen Fry. Gravi...
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Look who’s come now | The Chronicles of Miss Shola
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Look who’s come now. Leave a comment ». Hello thirty-four, why do you stare at me so? Do sit down and get to know me more. We’re going to be friends for a year, if I’m lucky,. Stand by as we read another chapter in this story. I have always been a feeler, but I hope to not overwhelm you. I have always been a worrier, but I won’t make you one too. I can be talkative and crack a joke and laugh hard, like me! You are ...
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Dolce Vita | The Chronicles of Miss Shola
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Leave a comment ». In which I indulge in the littleness of life. So here is to a memory of a particularly difficult summer that heat-trapped my mind till it banged its doors but got no answers. It came back home everyday to the same soothing melody which silenced the noise inside until another day. Bob: You’ll figure it out. I’m not worried about you. Keep writing. Written by Miss Shola. August 3, 2014 at 11:23 pm.
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Fifth Sense | The Chronicles of Miss Shola
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Leave a comment ». The other day I encountered the digital fare meter of the rickshaw for the first time. My usual question of kitna hua bhaiya? Those who lack a larger mission, who are non-contributors in the state of society, who have the empathy but not the courage? Written by Miss Shola. June 12, 2012 at 2:45 pm. Laquo; 32 today. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
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Un-perfect | The Chronicles of Miss Shola
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Leave a comment ». Perfect, why do I like her so much? She’s just a stubborn old girl, you know. Who can’t hear her rippled bed talking of love. Who fervishly wipes out a child’s imagination on the wall. Who seasons the salad without stumbling upon a flavour. Who frowns at the unique pattern of an unsolved crossword. Who doesn’t let the short and tall boys mingle in the bookshelf. Written by Miss Shola. Follow &ldq...
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Life should be a Sunday | The Chronicles of Miss Shola
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Life should be a Sunday. Leave a comment ». 1 Some days just turn around, look you straight in the eye, and with a dead pan expression say to you “who told you it’s going to be easy”. I met six such last week, and tried to run away from them as fast as I could. I didn’t get too far and can still hear the collective echoes of their wicked laughter. The poem also took me to Stephen Fry. That this is a part of. And do...
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Anticlimax | The Chronicles of Miss Shola
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The Chronicles of Miss Shola. The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased. Leave a comment ». After four decades of the missionary, the dormant woman woke up and stood aside holding one arm of the poster bed as if in comradeship. Her frayed white panties with little red flowers were pulled up high, and she smiled as she saw the woman lying on the bed look back at her in relief. Written by Miss Shola. August 17, 2012 at 11:16 am. Laquo; Fifth Sense. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.