50 word story contest with the keyword trial
50 word story contest with the keyword trial
Something written impromptu; maybe I hear too many unheard cries of late? This is written for those kids whose childhood has been cut short – perhaps by war, calamity or acts of terror.
They were not meant to be headline news in negative sense. Maybe if we were tolerant enough, we might have seen another flower bloom
What a sad state we have come to, when we realize a girl is no longer safe neither in womb nor on the streets, neither from kin nor from strangers, that neither her grooming nor her education can stop her from getting groped or molested. Have we collectively lost all our senses or is it because we are completely shameless?
A simple farewell post for my dear grand mom.
We cling on to everything we hold dear; addicted to our materials – even when knowing, within, that we are just a fleeting moment in the passage of time. Nature shows everyday how it all works; that everything is bound to pass away. Yet even when walking the last line of life it is the human nature to observe and yet not realize. We are left asking just a little bit more.
My first time tandem jumping experience.
A life that grows and shrinks back with no care about how much and how little – I think in the end what we all seek is just the same…
An attempt to foresee the circle of afterlife as (if) told by someone experiencing it!
A quickie to illustrate what faith could mean to the less fortunate…
My two pence about life, death and choices in life