Snippets From my Diary; The Mother Hen

​​I was a good child. Never too demanding. A rather caring one. As I grew up, that trait became more of an instinct. I would know when someone was going through a hard time. I would know when someone was hiding a dark secret. I would know when someone had cried the night before. I [...]

Fragments From My Past: A Little Motivation

Read this if you’re wondering what ‘Fragments From My Past’ is all about. It won’t take too long. This post is, roughly, from five years ago. I was taking my O Level courses back then and was asked by a self-assessment Facebook ‘quiz’ where I see myself in 5 years and my answer can be seen in [...]

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.

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, [...]

The stepping stone to success!-Who was he?

1. When Alexander Graham Bell invented the telephone in 1876, it did not ring off the hook with calls from potential backers. After making a demonstration call, President Rutherford Hayes said, “That’s an amazing invention, but who would ever want to see one of them?” 2. When Thomas Edison invented the light bulb, he tried over 2000 experiments before he [...]