INCEPTION

Greetings, beholder! What you are about to view in this blog, are not the things we “had” to share, they are the things which we “want” to, not the things which we “should” share, but the things which we “can”. Presenting you; “few meaningful lines from the heart, few vulnerable memes from the humour, your interest in our article and our interest in your vision, histories of those your taste buds crave, innuendos on how to slay, enrouting your house to home, gossips in the hall of fame, things which need to be admired and many of those which keep your brain wired”.

That’s not all, we have something else for you!

Back in the old days, we had Aesop’s Fables to quench the thirst of our ears. We had Arabian Nights to dream about. We had been audience to the greatest stories ever narrated. Somewhere quenching our own thirsts, didn’t we ever feel like sharing it? We all have tales and fables to tell. But sometimes we might not be able to pack our thoughts in to the flow of words and the stories remain unnarrated. How about letting us create an image to the stories buried deep down inside you? Let’s bring back the old days by telling stories to each other. Let’s build a guild. Lets paint this blog with the colors of our impressions.

Mail us your story line on penfluky@gmail.com and bring entourage to your thoughts.

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Writing is not a skill acquired through practice. Not for us, at least. Writing is a phenomenon that occurred to us when we wanted to shout our thoughts out. It occurred when our brains formed a labyrinth of thoughts with no way out. Only way was to break the walls, the walls we constructed in our minds. The walls which stopped us from letting ourselves out. We broke the walls using the most mightiest weapon, the pen. Writing was our way out of that maze. Words and sentences flowed like a stream of some river, which consisted of A2Z instead of H2O. Soon the river filled the brain and the labyrinth was not visible anymore. 

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