ATTIC.
ABOUT hema
Having hailed from a truly small town up in North India, the triviality of my existence has instilled an awareness of the same from my childhood- at times having a negative impact on me too. I have a beautiful. loving family and loyal, trustworthy friends- valuables obtained after much struggle.
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Such struggle is not without conflict and not without purpose- I am not defined merely by my life's incidents but they have played a role in defining me- which I now define through this medium.
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The attic is a place not sought after yet it holds tremendous potential and memories. It seems ordinary, yet the faint charred smell of wood or dust long settled has settled in my very being. I am now the teen in the attic, with much to find. I love you, stranger. Welcome to my attic. Here, we never run out of love or anecdotes.