AKSHAYA PAI

She wrote her name on paper, and painted it on the ground. any space she could find, the letters were all around. Many would ask her,...

Freedom, she thought. Did that really exist? Freedom, she sighed. Yes, because men would insist. Freedom, she wondered. When told to wear...

As a child, she had many friends and was surrounded with love and care. So, the first thing she noticed as she grew up, was that it was...

She aged for a while as the years would pass, Until suddenly she stopped. Plants grew and wilted, Clothes were stitched and quilted. And...