In my career as a Freelance Journalist , for nearly one and half years I wrote for the kids' and youth sections of The Nation newspaper which I enjoyed thoroughly . When I moved to Daily News I couldn't publish a few that I had already written for The Nation. This particular story is one of them too. I am ...
The letter ‘S’ in mathematics can denote or mean two things. But to be precise it only means one thing. Letter S refers to Standard Deviation. However in basic math S may be used to denote Speed for our convenience. Standard Deviation is an important static. The Standard Deviation is a measure of how spreads out numbers are. In other ...
In my career as a Freelance Journalist , for nearly one and half years I wrote for the kids' and youth sections of the Nation newspaper which I enjoyed thoroughly . When I moved to Daily News I couldn't publish a few that I had already written for The Nation. This particular story was one of them. I am delighted ...
Picture credits: Tony J | Yohan SiriwardenaMay be you should visit the beach. Stand where you’d like to be. When it is twilight or when dusk is about to enter, look straight. Head up. And then down. Down. Slowly. You will see the sun sinking down. As if the sea is pulling sun into water. We call it sun set ...
Source : Berlin ArtParasitesThere is nothing I would forget.Your bright eyes that squinch,in an air conditioned room,the way you wear your blue shirt.how gaze turns into blood rush,how words fall out beneath youbut there are heart rapids of yoursI have not touchedand longing for.
Source : Berlin ArtParasitesThere is nothing I would forget.Your bright eyes that squinch,in an air conditioned room,the way you wear your blue shirt.how gaze turns into blood rush,how words fall out beneath youbut there are heart rapids of yoursI have not touchedand longing for.
Pic Source : InternetI was told by a dear friend that I have not written anything new lately. And instead have been posting what I had written over the years before. There are days when there is so much to write. Then there are days without stories too. There are days that I crave for stories but nothing comes to ...
Pic Source : InternetI was told by a dear friend that I have not written anything new lately. And instead have been posting what I had written over the years before. There are days when there is so much to write. Then there are days without stories too. There are days that I crave for stories but nothing comes to ...
Pic Source: InternetA couple of years ago an article in Irida Divaina taught me that a work of art , be it a poem , song or whatever doesn’t entirely belong to the creator. Once it is given, it’s owned by the recipient. It’s the recipient’s song. Thereafter. It seems that there is no writer or musician behind most of ...
Pic Source: InternetA couple of years ago an article in Irida Divaina taught me that a work of art , be it a poem , song or whatever doesn’t entirely belong to the creator. Once it is given, it’s owned by the recipient. It’s the recipient’s song. Thereafter. It seems that there is no writer or musician behind most of ...
I sit in the eye of lighta chunk of darkness,a bulb, a filament,as a piece of half - lightsneaks throughthe -far -away kos gaha.I watch how you find way to my heart,how you have put off,dark , tall , the fleshy nose-generous and sensitivea rare fragrance,the sky -blue shirt,so handsome you areagain and again.
I sit in the eye of lighta chunk of darkness,a bulb, a filament,as a piece of half - lightsneaks throughthe -far -away kos gaha.I watch how you find way to my heart,how you have put off,dark , tall , the fleshy nose-generous and sensitivea rare fragrance,the sky -blue shirt,so handsome you areagain and again.
Pic source :InternetYou must be the sunlight;one that glitters silver on wiresolstice Pacific turn rib clouds orange that moves broken in the mango treeand drops like a pawturns scratch into crimsonand drown them in my skin.
Pic source :InternetYou must be the sunlight;one that glitters silver on wiresolstice Pacific turn rib clouds orange that moves broken in the mango treeand drops like a pawturns scratch into redand drown them in my skin.
In my career as a Freelance Journalist , for nearly one and half years I wrote for the kids' and youth sections of the Nation newspaper which I enjoyed thoroughly . When I moved to Daily News I couldn't publish a few that I had already written for The Nation. This particular story was one of them. I am delighted ...
Years ago, while at school I was called off for a Guides’ meeting. All guides at Musaeus College met at the senior Reference Library for whatever they had to discuss or do. That, the senior reference library is a place full of memories for every Guide in Musaeus College .No doubt. And for someone like me , it wasn’t only ...
How everything lookslike flash lineswhen I see througha train window.The ship that sails far awayhow it lookseven smaller than a heart.The way you give in,roll incrushand lie downinside my heartnaturally,even without seeing you for months.I like your hairgoing up,a jarring surprise.
How everything lookslike flash lineswhen I see througha train window.The ship that sails far awayhow it lookseven smaller than a heart.The way you give in,roll incrushand lie downinside my heartnaturally,even without seeing you for months.I like your hairgoing up,a jarring surprise.
There is a picture of youresting above me on the luggage track in the bus. As the bus runs zigzagI would put my arm into the side pocketready to catch youas if it falls,and I whisper 'take care';very young and precious.
There is a picture of youresting above me on the luggage track in the bus. As the bus runs zigzagI would put my arm into the side pocketready to catch youas if it falls,and I whisper 'take care';very young and precious.
