The Stained Man – a short story

It’s a solemn morning for the man who is busy pouring his coffee down the drain. He is mad, for all he can see is the stain, the stain on his white shirt which, in his mind, represents his life. He mutters to himself as he watches the rain trickle down the window pane; “I’mContinue reading “The Stained Man – a short story”

Last hour of a 21 year old

There it goes, this life of mine. Second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour and all of a sudden another year has passed and in that realization is nothing more but the now. This year I’ve been treated with many new humans in my life, experiences – both physical and mental, I’ve lostContinue reading “Last hour of a 21 year old”

The Habit of Writing / Growth of a Character

I set a goal for myself this summer – ‘write a story,¬†longer then you’ve¬†ever written before.’ I’ve had an idea which has been luring in the back of my mind for a while and when I decided to put it into words, it simply felt right. The past year I’ve acquired the habit of writingContinue reading “The Habit of Writing / Growth of a Character”