Bad Omen, Good Omen.....It's all about your belief. And mother's love is the biggest guardian in the world. Even Voldemort couldn't breach the wall of mother's love.
No matter who you are, your words can make or break you, or your heart.
When Sam was a kid, his father used to keep rewards and punishments, a surprise. Sam sometimes got a dessert on flunking an exam, but also got grounded sometimes for doing something good. The only exception was the star (a silver-colored plastic cutout) that he received whenever he gave his 100 percent, irrespective of results.… Continue reading The Last Letter From His Father
Me - I think I should become an actor. Friend - Hahaha, Log hasenge.. (People will laugh) Me:- A comic actor. F:- Hahaha, Koi nahi hasega. (People won't laugh) Me:- Or, an actor who plays Serial killers. F:- H.......... *killed 🔪* Me:- And who believes in method acting. Ab bol.... (What do you think....) Oh… Continue reading Origin Stories are often Dark
When he had a drink too many which gave him the courage to express his feelings but....
*Cough Cough* It coughed and coughed, and the passengers on the other side kept on speculating about its smoking habits until they get to know its age. Only weather and DNA can make a 5-year-old kid cough like a 50-year-old man. So whose fault is it? Well, it’s its ancestors’ fault. Note: Maybe we can’t do… Continue reading Whose fault is it if a 5-year-old kid coughs like a 50-year-old man?
When I was a child there was a test on simile once. I wasn't prepared at all. So, I improvised. As brave as MY YOUNGER BROTHER TAKING INJECTION As pure as MUMMY As sour as MEDICINE As sweet as DAIRY MILK As white as WHITE CRAYON As far as NANI's HOME But she didn't scold… Continue reading When I was a Child #2
He craved for a magic pencil. His father told him that if he behaves properly and keeps a sketch of what he wants beneath his pillow for a week, it will manifest. Everything went well till he placed the picture of his late mother beneath the pillow. It didn't manifest. It became moist. Somethings are… Continue reading His Pillow Fairy
"It's not clear, it's dark!" I said as I was Afraid. I thought we were stuck. "One step at a time" Dad sang his own composed rhyme, And drove the whole night.
The river was babbling beneath her feet, Her lover was murmuring in her ears, Her left hand was intertwining into his right. Her heart was skipping beats, whenever his breath fell on her neck or cheeks. Her employees were getting an "Out of coverage area" message on calling their CEO. But she was never this… Continue reading She was happily out of reach