Its been exactly three years since my first blog; I didn’t write when I completed one year or two years here; well because I was still nascent to this or maybe I forgot.
Short Stories- Part 1 Coffee: I like the way it keeps me awake at night. I can laugh, shout, love without any disturbances. I hate it the way it keeps me awake at night while my boss gently sleeps.
The day was over and dinner done with. Bae and I were talking something, while she streamed something on Youtube. I kept watching her, and instantaneously the first two lines came out. And then the poem continued, reminiscent of the days.
Ever tried to sleep the entire morning off on a non working day? If you were successful, I am so very jealous of you right now. One thing, then another, then another and they all conjure up together to keep you from having your wishes fulfilled. Damn it!!
Skills which he has honed over several years of bachelorhood. I console myself by recalling that change is inevitable, the only this that’s constant is change.
The disappearing hangover of the last night was still potent enough to make my voice sound little flat or corny.
If one had to summarize the life lived till the just gone moment, it would be a mixed bag of numerous moments of varied emotions and feelings. But summarizing them, we feel only finite of them. Either we are happy or sad or angry…