He turned and looked at the worn wooden door. “Just one last time.” He promised himself. As his gaze lingered upon it for longer than he intended, he noticed the scant remnants of the faded orange paint on it. “I had done it up myself.” He reminisced. The door, once magnificent and still heavy, was amongst… Read More The Door #writebravely
Man has always been tempted by the forbidden fruit. We can conveniently blame Lucifer for enticing Eve with it back then, but the fact is that curiosity, hunger for thrill and adventure or the sweet craving of disobedience is what really makes the forbidden fruit all the more alluring. Is our inclination towards artists across… Read More The Forbidden Fruit
Deeply shaken and disturbed with the news about child abuse that I come across these days with alarming regularity through newspapers, television, personal interactions, etc., I decided to have a small talk with A Jr in this regard. I’d been meaning to bring this thing up with him for a while. Almost 7 and half… Read More Telling a child about Child Abuse
Her eyes were bright, dreamy Her soul was free and spirited She wished to find her place in the world Her love for life was pure, uninhibited. Then one day the brightness left her eyes Her body bruised, her soul battered She wondered what she did wrong Was her life, forever, tainted? Try as… Read More A rude wake-up call
As kids we were taught that anything that comes easy probably isn’t worth it and that all good things take time and effort to come to us. It was an unwritten rule that we needed patience and perseverence for anything we wanted. We believed it like we believed everything else we were told, with one… Read More 'Bas 2 minute' is enough?