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    Thoughts Translated
    Thoughts Translated
    Thoughts Translated
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    Thoughts Translated

    By Goldie Nanwani

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    Thoughts Translated is a collection of pieces, which have been inspired by conversations, observations, real life situations, all lived by the writer or people who surround her. Goldie has covered subjects that affect both men and women, from basic relationships to marriage, giving birth to seeing death, love and betrayal and even writes about her passion for fitness and running. Goldie is passionate and spiritual towards the things she really cares for, and these feelings are mirrored through every piece in Thoughts. The journey of a woman who tries her best to enjoy the little things in life, for it’s these Thoughts which one day will be regarded as precious memories. Thoughts seeps deep into the mind of Goldie and one can read her fears, passions, loves, opinions and even her most unsaid intimate emotions.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGoldie Nanwani
    Release dateMar 3, 2014
    ISBN9781480900400
    Thoughts Translated
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    Goldie Nanwani

    Goldie Nanwani is woman of Indian origins, born and brought up in Spain, who graduated in Management Studies with Spanish from the University of Nottingham in the United Kingdom. She speaks four languages fluently and is a married working mum, with two young children and currently lives in Barcelona.Her passion for writing started quite accidently when she was not more than twelve years old. Her father used to write long letters to her at boarding school and this letter writing involved intricate descriptions of her daily life, which both father and daughter encouraged mutually, since their communication was otherwise limited. This then led to diary writing, where her thoughts began to occupy pages, making room for even the most minor incidents that took place around her.As an eagle-eyed and observant woman, she has learnt to pay attention to the details and often tries to identify with a situation that she either hears about or visualises and later her thoughts give birth to a poem or an article.Thoughts Translated is a collection of pieces, which have been inspired by conversations, observations, real life situations, all lived by the writer or people who surround her.Goldie has covered subjects that affect both men and women, from basic relationships to marriage, giving birth to seeing death, love and betrayal and even writes about her passion for fitness and running. Goldie is passionate and spiritual towards the things she really cares for, and these feelings are mirrored through every piece in Thoughts.Thoughts is the journey of a woman who tries her best to enjoy the little things in life, for it’s these Thoughts which one day will be regarded as precious memories. Thoughts seeps deep into the mind of Goldie and one can read her fears, passions, loves, opinions and even her most unsaid intimate emotions.

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      Thoughts Translated - Goldie Nanwani

      Thoughts Translated

      Goldie Nanwani

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright © 2014 Goldie Nanwani

      License Notes: This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this ebook with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

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      Table of Contents

      0 to 21

      39 weeks and 5 days

      Best Friends - Fact or Myth?

      Does everything always happen for a reason?

      Elle

      Eyes Wide Shut

      Family

      Girl

      God's Miracle

      Goofy things that make me smile

      I understand...do you really?

      In Transit

      Love is?

      Marriage- is it for everyone?

      My Everything

      My Little Girl

      Once Upon a Dream

      Siblings: I love/hate you

      Summer Days

      Sweet Pain

      The Colours of My Rainbow

      The Hand

      The Sandwich Generation

      Twisted Circle

      Uninvited Guests

      Soul mates

      0 to 21

      A test of resilience. A test of discipline. A test of stamina. A test to test myself how far can my body go. A journey I lived with my trainer, who showed me the path from 0 to 21.

      A step on the ground

      One up, one down

      A new hope is found

      Miles ahead I see a future

      Yet now it feels like sheer torture

      I could stop

      Do it later

      Perhaps I'll think a little straighter

      It was happening again

      The barriers were in, jailing my mind

      Crippling me blind

      Go away, these roads are mine

      Leave me alone

      I need my throne

      I want to be free, just let me run

      All I want is to have some fun

      Five k later, I do feel warmer

      Puffs of humid smog inhale

      Warm clouds of vapour exhale

      Controlling my breath

      Caressing the sun

      My legs feel lighter

      I welcome the fighter

      Don't run too fast

      You could end up last

      Don't crash, don't burn

      Don't speed, it's not your turn

      Ten k later, my glass half full

      Beads of sweat

      Oh sweet nectar of merit

      My gears have shifted

      I'm feeling some strain

      A little pain

      Restore your energies

      Refuel your mind

      Respond to your body

      Enrich your spirit

      Be gentle, be kind

      Fifteen k later, five to go

      Rock and roll baby

      Power and glory

      Arms and legs in sync with my mind

      A spiritual transcendence

      A harmonious ride

      The final stretch

      My limits outstretched

      Agony flows through my veins

      I've lost myself, I'm going insane

      Swelling fingers

      Burning blisters

      Elastic muscles clamping in

      Delirious needles torment from within

      Don't stop

      No run, no walk, just jog

      Last k, adrenalin kicks in

      How far I have come, it's just sunk in

      Two months of training

      Relentless running

      Each k tells a story

      This last one leads to glory

      39 weeks and 5 days

      When I was pregnant with my daughter I lived this on the eve before her birth. I like to call it my version of a party before the real party. All those who have been pregnant can relate to my cravings and the potpourri of sensations.

      Fed up is frankly what I was at this point! The past few weeks had felt like climbing a really steep mountain, carrying a suitcase of around 10 kilos. I no longer even felt remotely beautiful looking at myself in the mirror. Was my face changing? I understood how my body had changed, well that was an understatement actually... it had over gone a metamorphosis in the last 5 months or so. Bloody hormones! Who invented you and who gave you the right to play on my mood, my body and now even my face? Blotchy, bloated, breasts my back could no longer carry and just generally a horrible bitch is what I had turned into.

      Just another evening, getting ready for bed. Now you could say that getting ready for bed was more like getting ready for my daily battle of wanting to sleep without having an oversized watermelon obstructing my sleep positions. Why did my mother not teach me how to sleep facing up? Now really it was all her fault, as blaming someone always makes me feel better. Not to mention the frequent trips to the loo. My bladder had been misbehaving for about 4 months, how could I blame the poor thing, with all the pressure it received... well the only outlet of her stress was whining to me about it. The fiercest soldier in my nocturnal battle was but of course the kickboxing queen. A daytime dormant, which partied at night.

      Good night sweetheart he said giving me a kiss on the lips. Except we both knew it would be another bad night for me! Ice cream, chocolate, biscuits are what came to my mind. How can one possibly feel hungry ALL the time for Christ sake? I was not like this the first time. Well, I had crossed the point of caring anymore. One more kilo up or down, who cares? I manoeuvred myself out of bed and waddled down to the kitchen. Opening the freezer was one of those treats I gave myself these days, the cold air made me feel better and forget the inhumane heat I had to deal with in this lovely month of July.

      White Magnum cried out to me, take me please take me now. The emotional blackmail was far too potent to refuse and my maternal instinct could not bear to see it sitting there alone. 2 Magnums later I felt it was a good time to head back to bed. Chocolate really does release some mad endorphins in women, and in my case I am pretty sure mixed with the levels of hCG Human

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