Freida lives inside her shell, in the heartache of emptiness. No matter where she goes or what she does, karma follows her. But, it is just a matter of t i m e.
Freida can wear pearls. Freida can weave stories about the calligraphy of her mind. But, the world is not b l i n d.
Freida can talk in whispers. Freida can pretend she is n a i v e. Freida can switch off all the lights. But, the darkness shows mirrors of a different k i n d.
Freida can dedicate her life to J e s u s and her C a t h o l i c C h u r c h. Freida can baptise herself in ice. But, she is not worth a d i m e.
Freida's lies are s m o k e and s m o g. Freida's voice is a b l u r. But, Freida wants a street in N e w Y o r k to be named after h e r.
-Jaspreet Mann, Who is Freida ?