Jack met her when he had lost all hope and had no reason to live anymore. Over time, she became that reason. While most Stories like this end happily, this one-Unfortunately for Jack- Doesn't.
Everyone has a bad day sometime or the other... Luke too had one but It changed everyone's life
General people in many war-affected countries suffer a lot and my story tells something about this.
This is my MEMOIR that is sure to interest the readers not only with its sarcasm,humour etc but also with admirable language indeed...Do read and opinionate..Thank you.
They say you could create something beautiful by having an inspiration, what if you’ve run out of it? Could you still do one?
Nowadays, an artist thinks that Inspiration is for amateurs. A self-respecting artist must not fold his...
This is a MEMOIR describing each day if my life,each thing my mind feels,each word my heart says,illustrated in a humorous manner
You can be free of doubt that this imaginary tale isn't one that is an as usual conventional yarn,filled with implausible pages,but one which is bound to inspire and prepare the reader for facing the challenges posed by the biggest challenge, LIFE...
Unexpectedly, dad never parted from him. He has that subtle nature where you have heaps of difficulties understanding him, but Lala uncle was a precise man and to my amazement, he got along so well with my short tempered and aggravated father....
Day 68
I’m still reluctant to open the mushroom fruiting bags. I still do a lot of research on how to clone these fungi. I feel intimidated. Is it really for me? Still I need a lot of patience....
Day 65
A week after the proclamation of state of national emergency, GMA finally lifted it but she said she’d do it again if the same conditions of rebelliousness, lawless violence, etc. would happen. Bad boys had better behave...
"Hey ! Hitori, how are you ? "
"I am fine!"
"what about you megumi"...
Sometimes you've reason, sometimes you don't but, every moment knocks you invoke that "Laughter". Being Happy is Staying Blessed! An incident, that tickles me even when I write!
Day 62
Tuesday, the last day before March 1. I have written a Filipino novel, my first. I have yet to type it and after that, only heaven knows where to find a publisher. I also have a collection of short stories and poems. When...
A family dispute involving alcohol and its influence over children.
A paranormal story spanning generations
Mrs. Singh was afraid of what happened to me, I was hit by a truck. Barely able to
believe her eyes, she took me to a hospital but my breath went out permanently
from my body, only my spirit was conscious....
This is for the special person in my life, to whom I owe my whole life...and for a childhood romance which never flowered...