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  Who Are We Kidding?

  

  By Mariam.J, Deira, United Arab Emirates

  Before I commence with my topic of discussion, I would like to put forward a question. How many of you enjoy watching beauty pageants? Admittedly, Miss Universe is a personal favourite of mine. However, I must admit that I am at variance with child beauty pageants. Of course, there are many bigoted ...
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  Seeking the Truth

  

  By Mariam.J, Deira, United Arab Emirates

  Nehal had anticipated this very day for as long as he could remember. As he packed some clean clothes in a rucksack, he fondly welcomed the nostalgia, recollecting his Gammy’s exact words, “To seek the Truth, one must be prepared. One must be ready to accept the complexities of something so simp...
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  The Flaming Knight

  

  By Mariam.J, Deira, United Arab Emirates

  In the dark recesses Of a desolate world, A hero glows and A villain burns. Born from man’s ceaseless desperation To always see the light, Our hero is a phenomenon- A lesser known guardian, in a still lesser known night. The incandescent vigilante listens- A force no man could sway-...
• Fiction > Historical Fiction
  Call of Duty

  

  By Mariam.J, Deira, United Arab Emirates

  They had grown up together. In the bustling city of Berlin, 1926, two seven year old boys had found solace in each other’s company; in a world where no one had time for each other. Oskar and Kohain. The former, a native and the latter, a devout follower of Judaism; they were indifferent to the cul...
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  In Black And White, She Trusts

  

  By Mariam.J, Deira, United Arab Emirates

  She sat there Silent. With book in hand, she embraced the summer air. The sounds of children playing and birds singing All, in sweet harmony. She looked up Took a deep breath Sigh. The ice- cream man came along Creamy delights – red, white, yellow, brown Still as a statue, deep in t...
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  My Bonnie's Heart

  

  By Mariam.J, Deira, United Arab Emirates

  And she stood there alone, palms sweaty Eyes clenched, wishing everything would be alright. Storm rolling in, she did not cower With head held high, she stood. No fear but all might. Her determined chin, her sturdy stance One would not think she was suffering. A pain more unbearable than...
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  Born Again

  

  By Mariam.J, Deira, United Arab Emirates

  I am the child of change, adopted by many. From the intense fusion of hope and desire, I was born. The many who fostered me, became me Moulded by the hands of happiness and memories in the sun, Shaped by the sharp blades of misery, This is what I have become. Yet, I say to you, I am miss...