Why do we miss people? Does missing someone mean something significant or is it just that somehow the wiring in our brain reminds us of someone? Whatever you call it, we all miss people, don't we? Sometimes it makes us happy, sometimes sad but we do miss others. When we miss someone, there is often… Continue reading Missing people
I sit cosily snuggled up in my blanket, Clicking away on the computer. Sudden din of sounds like a banquet, I am aroused from my digital stupor. The sounds go away before I can think, I go back to doing my menial task. And there they are again before I can blink. The next time though,… Continue reading Lightning says
The question that's been befuddling everyone. Here's the answer.
Today may be just any other day for me but for you it might be a special day; it's a normal day for some of us but it might even be your birthday! Isn't it strange how everything is the same for us yet so different? How the day & night and everything in nature is the… Continue reading A note
It is not about what you could have done, never was; most people, given the right opportunities can do extremely well. But what you actually did is all that matters.
25 long years ago, a man and his family came to the place I call my home, The man, my grandfather; his family & my family being one. The house overlooked a barren plot of land, striped naked of greenery, Dusty winds blew the sandy soil about, in the brazing sun. My grampa, a… Continue reading The story of the tree outside my window
I met a friend of mine for possibly the last time in a very long time today. We had both come to school for a piece of work and since we're going to have different career paths, it's highly unlikely that our paths will cross again soon. I am not very close to her but… Continue reading Why I’m a good friend