Snippets from my Diary; The Hideous

That was always her measure of the genuineness of a smile. She and her best friend once had a conversation where she had claimed she could pick all the genuine smiles in the hall. "How?" her best friend asked. "It's simple. A true smile reflects in the eyes." she would answer.

New Series – Fragments From My Past 

Back in 2010, when my mother passed away due to cancer, I decided to start posting my poems and pieces online. Barely 5 percent of anything I wrote made it online, but that's still a lot.  Read more about my Mom here.. I made a Facebook page, specifically for sharing what I wrote but then changed [...]

Happy Mother’s Day and R.I.P. (The Hardest Post I’ve Ever Had To Write!)

Alright, then. It's finally time. I've NEVER spoken about my Mom on a public platform or for that matter, I don't even talk about her with my friends or my family, because talking or even thinking about her feels worse than dying on being stabbed with the sharpest knife a one thousand and ninety-nine times [...]

My Writings: Under The Stained Hoodie – A short story

Wilson relaxed back in the sofa, straightening the crease in his premium leather coat, taking a sip of the drink lying on the table next to him. "I want you to kill me." "I'm sorry..?" Matt almost spit through his open jaw.. He had heard Wilson was an overly pampered super-celebrity with a twisted head, but there probably truly wasn't a limit to how much of one he could be.

Breaking the stereotypes; The perfect girl (Women Empowerment)

The perfect girl, Laughs a little louder, Acts a little wild, Loves a little more. The perfect girl Taps her heels, Cries in glee, Waves a little longer. The perfect girl Has a crooked nose, A little broken heart, A little funny aura. The perfect girl Has the smallest eyes, Is not too fair, Is not too [...]

Snippets from my diary: So, how old am I?

I remember how back when i was a kid, being 20, was what I thought the oldest somebody could get. Now that I am 20 (and 14 days, for that matter), things haven’t changed a lot. In fact, nothing feels different. I mean, other than the fact I’m no more a teen (and of course, [...]

Snippets from my Diary: The next ball might as well be Blue!

It’s a brown, woolen bag. It’s got some candy balls, some red, some blue, all of variable sizes. The blue ones taste sweet-and-sour. The red ones, are bitter, really really bitter, more bitter than anything you’ve heard of. The bag belongs to a certain Monsieur XYZ. Every time he puts his hand into the bag, [...]

My Favorite Four Horse Breeds

I won't start with any complicated statements with complex words, just a simple, I love horses; whatever color, whatever breed. But I do have my own preferences sometimes. Over the time I've had a good research over horse breeds and made my own lists of the ones I like a lot and the ones I [...]