As Bill Watterson said “Rainy days should be spent at home with a cup of tea and a good book”, I do agree with him. I don’t get this idea of why people find rain so romantic. Remember when we started dating, we ditched bio class and went to the mall for a movie? It was such a magical evening, topped off with ice cream … Continue reading That day in rain . . .
you are the song my lips utter, your name on tip of my tongue, your lingering touch from last night, still haunts my thoughts during daylight, wondering when sweet release will arrive… Continue reading Sweet Release . . .
I kept running. As fast as my legs could take. Breathing heavily, panting, as the shadows swept past by. Something felt wrong, amiss. Something was following me, matching my pace, feet to feet. It felt like a nightmare. A moment back, I was at the dinner table, and a second later I am running for my life. Thundering around in the alley. Was it a … Continue reading An encounter with the unknown
