The world that is so beautiful is now in cage only coz of the human brains itself are caged!
It all started as a leak, a simple, repetitive leak - drip, drip, drip.
I have a confession to make. I don't like showing people my work. I know that sounds ridiculous. What kind of photographer doesn't want to show the world his work? Isn't that the point of photography - to catch a moment in time and share it?
A young man met her love after years ,continuation of my first love
How loud can I scream, how long I can stand this heat. Nothing hurts more than the word, even a painful tooth ache or a bruise on top of an eye can’t hurt more
it describes about a boy's first love to his girl,what he did for his love ,how he has proposed ,whether he won or lost and his love journey he discribes his own story.
Wake up Hanna! It’s already 6.30am. Lot of activities can be done today, said Rosie to her daughter. I already prepared a breakfast for you. Go to the bathroom and clean yourself before having the breakfast okay? Okay mommy, replied Hanna while...
Is it always better to think hard about what you're doing?
Now that the President Obama fever has subsided after his visit to my country, I can generously share my 'pre-visit' piece about the frenzy of grass growing in three days before his arrival. This I had shared on another site. I hope you enjoy!
The story leads to the next level by the reply given by Kiarah!
A story of a lost elephant in a deep forest. Actually dedicated to a friend of mine whom I like to call Grizzly Wolverine.
A story about a drug cartel boss named Stanley Wu which used to be a "49ers" (ordinary member/ low rank) in Triad and life after he became "Dragon Head" (leader) of the organisation. What he did to achieve his current rank was dark......
Its a story about Kiarah and Aarav An ordinary story like 90% of the people but love is deep down! Not found in 7 billion people! But they have that love within them, with so much of ease!!
Sometimes mothers can be naggy and demanding, but in the end, all they want is for you to be happy.
Day 29
It’s raining just like yesterday. I like the weather because it is cool. But the rain spoils it. If I were in California I would completely enjoy the weather. But hell, I am here doing nothing. I’d like to do some real...
Day 31
This morning the wife arrived home from Bataan. I fetched her in front of the Jesus Is Lord Church of Eddie Villanueva (who cares about this presidential loser now) near the Cabanatuan Central Terminal. She had bought some...
How can one compare time with money???
This thing will just pass down the lineage, if they all have to be remembered...perhaps by the fig tree planted by her forefathers, silently peeping through the window as they drink and go, one by one.
Narrator Sameron Surf is the younger son of Jacob Surf, a billionaire businessman who dies in an accident. Although Sam has 3 billion dollars worth of property and stock which is worthless, he owes an equal amount. Jonathan Drake, one of Jacob...
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Darn, so this is how it feels like to be typing on a chunky old-fashioned typewriter. Do you always type out all your poems like that?
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A monologue of a person who took Frost's poetry as a mantra.
This is the story about a strange building that young lovers stumbled upon, as they search for a secret place to make out. Things later change the way they didn't expect.