The Girl Who Never Was
It was difficult to comprehend. A brilliant student, a tactician and an orator like her were being subjugated to a lifelong homeliness. Albeit, the decision was made. It had to be… Continue reading The Girl Who Never Was
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I Am Lost In Thoughts
I am lost in the thoughts of existentialism. Clobbering myself with the sense of purpose, achievement, failure(s), and identity. Probably that’s what traveling does to you. A self embibed search, understanding how things transpire, and how we may grow beyond. Yet, when being reminded of the destinations I have been to, and which I aim to revisit, I am either filled with nostalgia or regret. … Continue reading I Am Lost In Thoughts
I Am Lost In A Metropolitan
As I look around the city, I see abysmal faces. Souls running after nothingness. There are skyscrapers all around, shadowing the sun, the trees, and human desires. The corporate ladders are leading downwards in a spiral while the young minds visibly irate seem lost within. It’s a sorry state of affairs, this metropolitan. A jungle of concrete with no time to spare. Everyday being a … Continue reading I Am Lost In A Metropolitan
Stop drowning yourself in self pity
In this metropolitan city, where technological advancement has made life easier than before, there are a considerable number of people drowning in self pity. Those who are often complaining about their underlying failure or lack of access to opportunity. Constantly blaming the poor stars under which they were born. I was the same. Each day I would submit myself to drowsiness. Complaining. Criticising. Full of … Continue reading Stop drowning yourself in self pity
5 Great New Advances in Auto Technology
We present to you the top five new advances in auto technology. Continue reading 5 Great New Advances in Auto Technology
A heart
Hit after hit she shattered the mirrors. Somewhere a heart shimmered. -boringbug Continue reading A heart
The Unfamiliar Touch
Teary eyed, sensing a warm rush from her stomach approaching her head, she looked up and groaned, ‘I don’t want to wear those torn shoes to school tomorrow.’ ‘Don’t go to school then. I don’t have time for all these tantrums.’ She rushed to the adjacent room and cried. Anger was unacceptable in her house. Children were not supposed to be angry. Children were supposed … Continue reading The Unfamiliar Touch
My encounter with the Mising tribe
It was an unreal experience to share a meal with the Mising Tribe in Majuli Continue reading My encounter with the Mising tribe
