The reason why I’m here
When I think of it, I realize that it's been such a long time since I wrote to you. Or talked to you. Or...
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...
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...
It might have been
Look, down there. That thing you just saw, shattered into a million tiny little pieces, is my heart. That sound you just heard was...
Potter Mania!
About the author:Alma Pereira is a voracious reader, studies in senior 4 (class X) at Sacred Heart School, Bahrain. She is a past winner of...
Memories of a man
These are my memories of a man who was so much more than just my grandfather?
Someone who always had the time to talk, who...
Unanswered Questions!
It had been "ages" since we met, quite literally. And yet I knew her at once, without her having to turn all the way...
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...
A Fairy Tale Love
We recently took a trip to Southeast Asia, including Hong Kong, Beijing, Singapore, Malaysia, and Indonesia. It was quite an exciting trip mainly because...
