Good emotions

Nature unleashed its fury. The winds shrill whistle indicated its savage intent. Only the colour white activated the rods and cones of his retina as he gazed in every direction. His path was blurred by the ubiquitous alabaster onslaught.

He had navigated this route many times and believed he could do it with his eyes closed. The wind’s ferocity bludgeoned the thermometre’s mercury to its depths.

Minus. In reference to temperature, the word minus preceding the numerical value hints at potential misery. Minus 30 confirmed it. His legs pushed on while his eyes narrowed to conceal the wind’s agony. He thought about running.

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Women's bodies are not a man's playground!

In most of these cases, all this violence is done in the name of love! Love is a beautiful thing and no one who claims to love another can ever wish harm on the object of their affection let alone inflict pain upon them.A few weeks ago, the nation was shaken following the gruesome murder of two little innocent souls by their father, who after that painful act committed suicide. One of the biggest challenges that we face as a nation is that we...

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