The Final Conquest

Perched on my favorite rocking chair in the wooden porch of my small house, I was swaying back and forth. A backward stroke of the chair, and dark shadows engulfed my charcoal skin. The magic of physical laws brought it back to its initial position and sparkling sunshine made my face glisten. Darkness after light……

Tell Me a Story…

Hello peeps! Sorry for being MIA for so long. But the promise of a story still stands. It is not much of story and more of a jumbled up thoughts of a disturbed mind on a long sleepless night. Without further ado, here you go: The Miracle of a Dream She was standing in a…

“A Life of Pretense” 

I laugh a lot. People take me for a jolly person. it is rather sad that 90% of my giggles are to please my fellows only. I do not restrict my insincere show of emotions to laughing. I have cried for others too. Some of my tears were genuine, others? not so much! If I ever…

Fiction and other Realities

'Fiction is inspired by reality' That is what they say. Yet, I have observed that a few events happen a lot more in fiction than they do in real life or vice versa. Take sweating for example. Imaginary characters sweat way more than you or I ever would. I understand being in a story is…

Random Thursday Thought

I wish I was someone else... anybody'd do except this person that I am. I wish I could craft like some of my friends do. Beautiful gifts they create out of random, most useless stuff. All I have ever done is destroy everything. Or I could clean like a washing machine or perhaps like a…

Tell Me a Story

Helloooo peeps! Do you remember a few days (actually weeks) ago, I promised on delivering a story every week? Yeah so after missing a week or two, yours truly is here for the simple purpose of telling you a story.  Here is this week's entry from my side: The Chicken Piece  Image Source "Saab! This is…

A Perfect Sphere—WringoInk

Zoobia Shahid was among the brightest students in her class. The 14-year-old had only recently learned that world was elliptical. Copernicus and Galileo had faced quite a handful of troubles before the perfectionists finally came to terms with the fact that their beloved earth was not a perfect circle. She didn’t know what kind of sacrifice she would have to make for her parents to appreciate her truly.

Silent Witnesses—Despicable Beings

Kindness.... Humanity..... Sympathy.... Empathy Words are losing their value and meaning because people are murdered without reason. We are laughing while at the exact moment some mother is losing her child. Desentisized inhumane humans---this is who we really are. I will still care for my own petty agendas and desires. I will still not put…