The Secret Life of Readers and Writers There is a thing about readers and writers. Life rarely arrives as literature. It arrives as traffic signals, blue ticks, leaking geysers, grocery bags, cups of coffee, and people hurrying through ordinary evenings. And then, without permission, something small brushes against imagination and sends ripples through still water. …
The Sound That Walks on Moonlight Night draped the city in silver. Streets thinned to whispers, and roofs gleamed as if a pale moon had washed them clean. Somewhere beyond the crowded skyline, a voice began to rise. Not loud. Not hurried. A thread of melody that slipped past concrete and glass, gliding over balconies …
Storms of Fate The Years That Cannot Be Described Is A Meditation on When Fate, Force, and Fragility Collide Some storms don’t announce themselves. They arrive quietly. One gust at a time. A broken night here, a missed sign there. A forgotten prayer. A misplaced trust. A closed door. And then, everything unravels. It begins slowly, …
Self-Deception leads to Illusions, Entitlement, and False Positivity Traps the Mind People live wrapped in illusions, convinced of their truths. Beliefs become shields, assumptions turn into reality, and fantasies replace effort. Hopes are clutched like lifelines, while entitlement seeps in unnoticed. Everything is deserved. Everything should arrive without struggle. Someone else will make it happen. …