A pencil and a scrap of paper!

I was a 12-year-old boy, when I started to crave for the girly things, the headbands, the nail polish, the lipstick and the mini skirt...

He was sitting restlessly over the edge of the crippled stone-bench, his shaking hands adjusting the glasses over his nose first, and tapp...

He was a hard-worker, and that had brought him to the best college in the country. The first day, when he held the college map in scru...

"Young women and men, the time we have dreaded so far is finally here!", the eldest of the army announced in a tone of bewilderm...

In the month of June, i received yet another nomination for the Liebster award from a blogger whom i respect a lot for her spirit and the e...

Write Over the Weekend inspiration for this time Include this line in your post: ‘A funny thing happened on my way to….’ A funny t...

He did not have claws, but she felt he had. He did not have protruding teeth, but his words never bore humanity. The uncountab...