Salutations my dear readers,
I have been working on a book on which I need reviews, criticisms are welcome.

If u see any grammet ot spelling mistake, kindly ignore. still working on that part.

hope you enjoy extraction from the stoty "Girl After Wisdom"

about a delusional, under-educated girl from Bihar, with no hope, no dreams and no purpose.
purposes are important, it makes you wanna live. Magnet that pulls you forward in life. (feels weird typing with nail-less thumb)

Don't be shy dropping your comments,

With Love, KS❤:

Cave of Hazard (chp:12)

Like a lone starfish on the sand, I laid quietly staring at ceiling, the sun has set and I felt drowsy, fighting an urge to nap.

A train of thoughts was flashing in my head, to my past, present and future junctions.

"This is what I want to do!" I mocked sarcastically on me. Seriously, What is wrong with me? I was thinking hard of "dreams" and found out, I was such a lame child having dreams of fairytale-shit.
Like when I was 8, I wanted to be Thumbelina, a couple of years later I wanted the power to restore green on the earth, and after few, popstar, and after that Sleeping beauty.

"You are bat-shit-stupid!" My imaginary twin companion insulted me " Who doesn't have a real dream"

"I don't" I pointed at myself "You don't" Then her "We don't" I reffered to both of us "wonder  why I am even talking to you?"

"Because" She blew her nails and looked at me "You just like to get on the edge of insanity just for fun and then hop back"

Ignoring my imitation,

I thought I finally got it, but I realised I don't remember my dreams " They were all stupid, today I don't want my days to be wasted on creating fake wings and jumping over furnitures" I told myself.

I made a promise with that stranger guy, and I am keeping it no matter what. I just need real dreams of mine. I don't keep any record like...