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 [...]

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, [...]