It is not so hard to write. All it takes to write is a mere will to write. The words start flowing, the letters start pairing up; making sentences. But what makes a sentence more than just readable? If one is a writer or if one is an enthusiast or an avid reader, it isContinue reading A writer and writings, a comprehensive affair
favourite (n.) and their favours (v.)
What is in debt may never die Sitting in the old wooden cafe, Sir Donald McDouchey sips his chai tea and puts the teacup back on the table. He looks around and notices the waiter looking at him eagerly with a half-baked smile. “Touche, you said right. The chai touched my ganglia and gave myContinue reading favourite (n.) and their favours (v.)
My lies and the truth of it!
Well, I always have this tendency to slip on some of my personal experiences into my stories, poems and every article I write. But today, we have all decided to write a direct self-portrait. So, not only will I be writing my personal things and I would also be accepting that it is indeed personal!Continue reading My lies and the truth of it!
Mama, What’s Happening?
He woke up to the smell of coconut oil. “Mama” he yelled in his sleep. His eyes are still shut but he feels irritated. He wants to sleep more but the coconut smell is irritating him. “Mama, stop” he yelled as he opened his eyes. There stood a beautiful lady who looked similar to hisContinue reading Mama, What’s Happening?
Oh mighty hawk! Where did you go?
In the middle, in the middle Where did you go? Leaving me here, Oh, mighty hawk, where did you go? Come to me, come back. Oh, dear mighty hawk! For there is something at lack, Without your talk. Looking at the people, In their busy lives, I think I might tremble. Are you roaming withContinue reading Oh mighty hawk! Where did you go?
Come and Date, the winter is here!
Desire to Date Eager to explore me, I set foot into the world. I seek myself in reflections of other people. It is a trial and error method that I follow to know me. I explore people, see what they are and understand the differences between them and me. And that’s how I get toContinue reading Come and Date, the winter is here!
Memories and senses of Samuel Sheraton
I can feel the smell, the smell of freshly baked dough. The sweet smell of dough is throughout the street; it makes my mouth water. I looked at the bakery, and the bakers are not open yet. Maybe they are preparing for today. I look up at the sky, and the sun has not risen.Continue reading Memories and senses of Samuel Sheraton
Content writing, the least embraced form of writing
We can see that many bloggers, like us, of course, have started content writing in their blogs, or they write for contracts. But what is this content? Where does it come? Well, like any other forms of writing, it comes within the brain of a writer. Content writing, usually seen as a money-making idea forContinue reading Content writing, the least embraced form of writing
A scream passed through nature and fell upon a canvas
I was walking along the road with two friends. The sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red. I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence, there were blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city. And my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety,Continue reading A scream passed through nature and fell upon a canvas
That asshole activist!
The world goes on, the world moves as it is. If there is a change that happens that destroys the order in the world, the world destroys it. If it survives, adapts and changes, the world changes, and the order changes. It recurs and some activists fight for the unfair things in the world andContinue reading That asshole activist!