If I am honest, I never really understood why he was excited or why I was excited for that matter. Is it because, the character and I have never been to London before or because we both were seeing so many things that we thought we’d never see in our lives by being ourselves? Back then, I just assumed it to be the latter. In retrospect I now realise, I wanted it to be the latter.
You were meant to fly love, but all you did, is wither and die. (c)boringbug
Looking in hindsight, the world looks jumbled, as I glance over my shoulder the shadows loom, aware not that I am the light they so desperately seek. (C)boringbug
In you, I shall trust,but would thou trust me back? (c)boringbug
There are some words inside of me, folded in a corner, unknown to others. Keen observation and perception seeing through the gauge of confidence as I see you astray through the waves of my memory. ©boringbug
There are some words inside of me, folded in a corner, unknown to others. Keen observation and perception seeing through the gauge of confidence as I see you passing by through the waves of my memories. It isn’t easy, is it? To keep the words to yourself, the joys of emotions and success, the claustrophobicContinue reading “Some words are better kept secret”
Whether it be the world of blogging, working from your office, or researching on your college project, we are all exposed to feedback from a reader base. This feedback varies from our performance reviews to solicited or unsolicited advice from friends, mentors or colleagues. However timid it might seem to you, the feedbacks tend toContinue reading “Do not react to negative feedback”
It isn’t always that I post about demons or negativity. In fact, my write-ups barely consist of a tone of darkness. Neither do I post or write to cater to any specific set of audience, nor do I intend to please a set of belief. It is a constant battle to challenge my innate thoughts,Continue reading “A Touch Of Darkness”