In my limited daily living, I often pondered over the purpose of life. The purpose of my existence, and that too compounded by unwanted circumstances and the reminder of being me not the owner of this life. This month is my birthday month, so I took the liberty of thinking about life in this second … Read more
Hope and despair are the two sides of life. It goes hand in hand. Sometimes, it appears that the latter out-shadowed the other. During the last days of my father, I was in great despair. My father must have been in despair too. However, he did not let us know much about it. Father has … Read more
When I started putting up notes together, and writing, in other words, I was not free of my neurological disorder. I just went back from the hospital. Then, I take a rest. Take a laptop on my lap as I stumble through some thoughts, which turn into words and sentences, bits by bits. I will … Read more
When I was no longer a little child, but a child I started having feelings. Yes, feelings of different kinds as an emotional being. Then, I started following a trail. Further down the line, I started writing a story, which was discarded at that time because I was considered underage, as I know how to … Read more
