7.Sara

Fire was all I could see, screams got my ear ,the feel was of blood and pain immersing through the ground. I could see my mother laying dead next to me, our house burnt in the war fare , all I was left with was pain that had swollen my tears and emotions to rather contemplate…

5. Magic Analogy

Another strange night was on my way and the sounds of the raining temper made my heart beat tremble more, the text had given me a  shook of vibrations and the air held my nerves with a weird sensation, the instances had made sure about the mystic sense around. As I was walking down the…

4.Salvation

The next morning, I could indulge my conscience into every bit I felt. The colors of life had a vivid impact all together when I started following Mr.Abel’s advice on the mother nature. I had the classes before the evening with him, since the morning I tried the question every thing I saw with a…

3.REFLECTIONS

The night was beautiful and passive through the typical lifestyle of the town, the country side offered me more unusual silent sights to unveil through the way. Mr.Abel’s dog came along, the dog seemed so graceful. His skin color was blue as the sky and the legs ended up in the dark color, the night…

2.THE TALKING TEXT

“So your saying that this big creation, the universe gives me the things I hope for? Jason Richard, your friend and my grandfather, the man who taught me about how to look and react to the nature is no more, are you saying that he wanted to leave his place on earth? ” I was…

Sounds And Places (Part-2)

I could not sleep that night, I kept listening to music, writing more and more but just could not be satisfied over my head. Next morning was the worst of all, I woke up on my desk and heard a lot of people, I went out and saw a white cloth over a body and…

1. Sounds And Places(Part -1)

Nothing to look at, nothing to say, no colors, no lights until the beats take my mind. A sound struck my vision, right into my ear it exploded making me feel as if I am on a big stature and the voices held onto my veins, but when the words had their way I could not take…

THE PROLOGUE

“My dear ones, can you define the word ‘hope’ for me?” the professor said looking at us with a confident smile The girl by the side of the window said,” I believe it’s the voice of the soul.” “The soul, huh? I admire your sight. What about you young man?” he asked looking at me….