Fit In

A usage of slang won't harm.
But if it's in habit I must be alarmed.
A glass of wine in hand.
And I must wear some expensive brand.
I have to color my hair.
Or else I won't look good at that fair.
Tattooing my body was painful.
But they said it looked beautiful.
The mark is there.
But now no one bothers to care.
I have the controls of virtual game.
But I gave them the controls of my fame.
I had to change for the best.
Wish I had given all that a rest.
Gucci bag was what I had to carry.
I was forced to believe in live ins rather than marry.
It was pretty dreadful.
But I wonder why no one was pitiful.
I raised all my hope.
True relations became hard to cope.
These are my memories from school.
In the race of becoming cool.
I never realized when I ended up being such a big fool.
Maybe I won the race.
But today I'm not able to show my face.
Face that is painted.
Values and virtues completely fainted.
My only wish was 'just had to fit in',
Not realizing I was being dumped into bin.

-Gunit Cour

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I'll Be Your Guardian

I got a call from my friend one night. She was sobbing because I created a misunderstanding and in the pain she told me something which made me numb for hours. I tried a lot to humor it but it was just not happening. I know she’ll recover the pain or get use to it. I could imagine the hurt as she dictated her sorrow. Needles being poked, blood all over.  No one could feel it even I couldn't but I felt the trembling innocent voice, the honesty in each and every utterance of her episode.

She shows how happy she is, she does what she likes, and she’ll always have sympathy for you though she needs it more than you. Beneath her exteriors she has got dents. A beautiful perfect figured girl, seen from far away her life will be something you can envy upon. Loving family, great friends, beautiful house what else would be one’s requirement. But it’s not all; this girl is not like that. She wants to be treated normal she wants people to love her despite her problem. She doesn't want people dismissing her as if she is a stone statue that doesn't have feelings. 

She is sick. She is weak. She is uncertain about her next day. 

I can’t cure her problem. I can’t predict her future neither can I change her fate but I will support her understand her, listen to her, motivate her and do every possible deed that would heal her and fight with her till the last of breaths

I love you 

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WISH YOU KNEW THE TRUTH- SNEAK PEAK.

This is a debut novel by me (Gunit Cour) and my friend Tanya Bhat. 

Thanks to Khanak Mehta, the editor. 

Here is a small sneak peak, hope you all like it.  

Wish You Knew the Truth

                    

‘Death’, is an eternal process of life. But what if it’s left incomplete?

The two orphan broods loved each other truly- They just had two physical beings but one soul.

Tyler was influenced by the gang of those brutal people. By the time he kills his devilish soul it was too late. He plans to tell the truth to Jamie.

Before he could make a clean breast of the truth to Jaime…

She wore the robe of death and Tyler was left regretting his entire life. Tyler’s wife Linda acted like an angel in his remorseful life. She made him realize that ‘In love it is never too late or never too soon to confess the truth’.

    

                                           COMING SOON!

(L-R) Gunit Cour (Author), Khanak Mehta (Editor), Tanya Bhat (Author)

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