People people people, I am in a situation. I am so.. nervous. So.. Um.. I am there for the Blog awards 2011 (Pakistan) and this sounds so funny when I have to ask people for VOTES. so there. I am doing so, I will really really really appreciate if you dash and give me a… Continue reading Blogawards 2011. Lookie here people…
Indignation and anger. They are the things that have the power to unleash all the suppressed feelings I possess. They have the ability to charge each and every pore of my body and flush my fair cheeks scarlet. I can feel blood rushing to my face and the adrenaline surge clearing my view. I am… Continue reading Anger: Thou cometh again
My house was burning And I sat. Sat overwhelmed. Sat numb and pale. I just sat there. Sat watching everything burned away. I saw Dad's picture eaten up by dancing yellow and orange flames. I saw Mom's ornaments smashed on the hard floors. I saw the tablecloth I made last month stained with blood of… Continue reading Grave of the Fireflies
Nice guys finish last that's why I'll treat you like- (click it) Ahoy there! The biggest problem with me and my writing is the word 'Mood' I'll have plenty of drafts saved during bad-days but no, I cannot post them until the mood the feelings rekindle and come back. At the moment? This is the fourth try.… Continue reading Ene ende abeba negn
I think it is time to relate few stories or time I am spending at my Uncle's and around. Feel good. Feel great I have been drawing and sketching a lot. And a lot means a lot. Drawing all sorts of mythical creatures.. Phoenix, dragons, Unicorns blah blah blah. Feel so good. And when I… Continue reading Well I do sketch, at times
At last I got a moment for myself, cousins working on their tests. Mom and the rest out for dinner and I with a borrowed usb. I was jumping, bobbing up and down on my heels. A long travel tale already formulated in my mind. Buzzed my pc start, hit the e-mails. One glance, there… Continue reading A bubble went pop..
I have said a lot about wind, talked ample about her. Every thing I create, everything I feel, There has to be wind. There has to be something having even the remote relationship to her. To My friend who whispers through it And I am back again, to pursue the topic. I get up early… Continue reading And I do have a distant friend