Books- they sometimes grant us indispensable knowledge; sometimes guide us through the obscure world. But mostly, they lie when we want them to; lies so beautiful that all our reality just fades away into the cosmic noise. No matter where… Continue Reading →
Waking up to the air raid sirens and echoing sounds of bombs. Having to make split-second decisions on what to do next and what essentials to carry. Running for the closest subway station for bomb shelter. As a faint realization… Continue Reading →
[Trigger Warning] The following reading contains potentially distressing information about murders and violence. Reader discretion is advised. Mrs. Amy Wankenstein woke up one day finding herself alone in her bedroom. Mr. Adam Wankenstein wasn’t home that night. He had gone… Continue Reading →
Never there lived a man With a name that rhymed with ‘The Man’ He was the ruler of all land Of all trees and all sparrows that lived within; Of all ocean and whales and fish and reefs; He was… Continue Reading →
While the on-court action is the heart of the game, the ‘sole’ belongs to the sneaker culture that has been a part of the sport’s fabric since 1917, when Converse released their All-Star basketball shoe. Chuck Taylor would help launch… Continue Reading →
The internet has taught me how to potentially kill a man. Not in a How To Get Away With Murder or Gone Girl-ish way but in a what if you get assaulted while walking back home and need to majorly… Continue Reading →
Imagine if you were to fall, fall apart at the seams, be another brick on the wall, and give up on your dreams. Blindly going along, you’d be gasping for air, battling what’s right and wrong, thinking life’s not fair…. Continue Reading →
Spoiler Alert: The following write-up is inspired by, and includes major spoilers of the book “After Dark” by Haruki Murakami. Chapter names of the book are time-stamps. [Trigger Warning] The book contains descriptions of violence and injury. Reader discretion is… Continue Reading →
[Trigger Warning] The following reading contains potentially distressing information about murders and violence. Reader discretion is advised. I have to find him. He couldn’t have gone that far, could he? Saya thought to herself as she searched for Chihaya. Of… Continue Reading →
“I now see how owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we will ever do.” ― Brené Brown. I was sitting in the most boring math class ever, almost on the verge of… Continue Reading →
“It has been three months since William’s death. The police have been investigating this case with the utmost confidentiality. They also seem to have made no progress in this case, as the murderer left no tracks behind-“ *turns off the… Continue Reading →
“Christmas won’t be Christmas without any presents”, and while I’m a bit late to the party (package falling off the sleigh and all), I am delighted to declare that Little Women will serve as the perfect latish present. It is… Continue Reading →
There wasn’t a soul in sight in the dark alleyway, its contours illuminated by the faint light of the moon. A perfect night for some quiet and speed she thought. Nyx fastened the helmet on her head. She plugged her… Continue Reading →
On a mid-autumn day at 8 o’clock when the colour of a setting sun begins to show on tree leaves, and the nights are shorter than the steps on your way from sleep to dreams, the Carnival beckons you. It… Continue Reading →
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