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Geetika K. Bakshi

A passionate scribbler and wishful bread earner. A voracious reader and loves to connect readers and writers. Author of Ibiza by Geetika Kaura (the name before marriage), worked as a co-author in various anthologies, An anthology Thrill in a kill in underprint. Also this year my poetry and prose collection will be out this year in 2021. You can connect with me on [email protected]

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Life With Just A Hundred Rupees In My Pocket

I got on a bus after so long to feel the freedom I used to have before marriage. I sat at the window seat and travelled far away from my house, my family, no going back!

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I Did Not ‘Ask For It’ At Any Of These Times I Was Sexually Assaulted!

Your age, clothes, or what you're doing doesn't matter - you don't ask for it, and nothing 'allows' rapists to rape! The perpetrator is responsible every time.

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My Grandmother Gave Me A Gift Of Life

In a family, things aren't always what they seem to be. Such is this story where a secret, guided by love, saved a life!

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As I Turned Twenty Five, I Learnt Lessons From My Own Life!

As I turned twenty-five, I recalled memories from my past. Every lesson that I have learned makes clear sense now, which no book ever told.

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What Was Given Us Here We Shall Keep

I do believe in miracles and I am the one indeed; water falls of regrets no more sullied these eyes!

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6 Things A Dream First Solo Trip As A Woman Taught Me

When you travel solo, you are fully responsible for yourself. You are also not needed to look after others' needs so you can focus completely on yourself.

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A Villanelle Of The Night…

This euphoric night is reading words from chapters aloud,/ The moon’s glow is ripping the boundaries of the clouds.

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The Beckoning Of The Soul

Girls apply rose’s petals; my preference is rose’s thorns, They make my skin bleed,Hence I glow, Then what should I fear?

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Every night I  t i p t o e d to the frozen lake without fear of getting drowned, trying to melt it with my warmth.

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Little Deaths By You

The feeling of being loved and to love your loved one!

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Do They Just Exist Like Us, Or Do They Also Have A Life?

Watching the play of light coming through a keyhole on the ceiling in her dark room at night, and the particles of duct in the rays, the poet wonders.

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Things I Learnt From My Mother

A beautiful poem dedicated to my mother and all the things she taught me.

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‘You Belong To Me,’ I Said, Silently, As I Took The Eighth Vow Of Our Marriage

I’m a believer who denies worshipping the lord but listens to a soft voice that guides me. But it wasn't God with me, it was you- listening and guiding.

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Going Back To My Hometown

Going back to one's hometown can often bring up a great deal of memories and quiet reminiscing as we appreciate the home of our past selves. 

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