That resentment. That sudden urge to become violent because you feel that things are…
My Unglamorous side or you can say this is the dark side of my story.
Behind this paragraphs of text is me. You can’t see me but you can read me. Despite…
The day I doubt my existence marks the day of my maturity, or in my parents’ opinion, maybe I need to…
How many times in a day do you check your circle of friends through social media? Rather than doing something fulfilling, you can…
Once in a while, there will be a time when we say our final well wishes and disappear in someone’s life forever…
You love me, but you want me to die before you?
I was in the bus on my way to lunch.