New Year Resolutions
"He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it."...
Bits of a memory
And perhaps this is, in a way, the creation of another memory. Maybe we'll come across this little scrap one day, when clearing out...
The “True” Meaning
?There is nothing sadder in this world than the waste of human potential. The purpose of evolution is to raise us out of the...
Summer Is Life
?The summer night is like a perfection of thought.? We all see the temperatures soaring and the sun spending a longer amount of time...
What Sets Us Apart?
You look at me. Almost shyly, I look back. There is much in these there-but-not-quite gazes, though they are silent. You are going, and...
The Dead Man Wore Pyjamas
Recently, I was reading Like the Flowing River, by Paulo Coelho. True, there were many thought provoking stories in the book, but there was...
Find A Way Out
This is a haphazard story of disaster, a generalization of sorts. The "man" could be you, me or anyone else. My "story" is not...
The birth of Spring
?Somehow in the dead of winter when its 40 below, so cold your words just freeze in the air, you think you'll never hear...
Live for the moment
It is always fun to dream. To fantasize that you are someone else, somewhere far far away. Someone who has escaped mundane daily life...
Dead Letter
I choose to call this a dead letter because I've decided its faith even before it has taken shape. Since I chose to bare...
