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Time for Awards

It was a good weekend, It just got better now with awards nominations. 😁

Thanks Soumi for Leibster and Sunshine Award Nomination,She is a terrific natural writer and please do visit her blog.

Awards are indications of faith on you,so I would now have to live up to the expectation of people who believe i deserve this award. Will try my best.

11 Facts about me:

1. I sleep very less, about 6 hours at maximum in a day and I am perfectly okie with it.

2. I like to read aspiring autobiographies whenever i am feeling low.

3.I somehow want to master the art of sarcasm,with witty one liners..True Fact.

4.I am very punctual in what I do,sometimes I don’t like being waited at all.

5. I mostly prefer flash fiction writing. I think a random topic and just write

6.I like being alone and travel alone,exploring new places. I maintain a journal of them.

7.In order to improve my reading speed over pending books,I visit book shops to see the new books I want to buy and read.

8.I like History and Wars

9. I have a cravings for White shirt and Tan shoes

10.If you want to make up with me in a deal gone bad..a brilliant book and chocolate would suffice.

11.I wish Tolkien,Hemingway were alive and writing wonders.

Now the questions i am supposed to answer. Shoot’em all :-

1. Why Blogging? How did you land up here?

I used to write in my diary,also called my “Black Book of Magic.” Some of my friends went through them and suggested me for a blog. I gave it a shot.

2. What is the brightest and darkest moments of your life?

Brightest moment for me is a remembrance by someone whom I care about. The world is full of billion people and finding a single person remembering and caring for you is worth the light.

I don’t believe in remembering dark moments.

3. What is the one weakness you have, you are unable to remove from your life?

I am not a very good Orator. I do get stage frights. I would like to work on them.

4. What are your dreams for next five year?

To be a Writer. Period.

5. Who has been the most influential blogger you follow and why?

Blair King. I like the way he writes on so so many topics.

6. Are you religious and/or superstitious? What are your beliefs?

I believe in a universal creator of Earth and Life. Nothing Else.

7. What is your favourite sport? If no sports, what do you like as your favourite hobby?

I love playing football,whenever I get time.

8. What is the importance of education as per you?

An Educated person has power to teach millions and start a new life any time. This is what can a good education only can do to a person.

9. What is love according to you? Is there anything like eternal love?

Love is when I see my mother happy when I smile.Yeah it is eternal

10. How is your relationship with your family and friends?

I am close to them and they are to me. I maintain a jolly nature with them and sometimes i am the wicked prankster.

MY NOMINEES ARE :-

1) Knot in Thoughts.
2) awordseeker

If you have been nominated for The Liebster Award AND YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT, write a blog post about the Liebster award

Rules:

1. Thank the person who nominated you, and post a link to their blog on your blog. Display the award on your blog — by including it in your post and/or displaying it using a “widget” or a “gadget”. (Note that the best way to do this is to save the image to your own computer and then upload it to your blog post.)

2. Answer 11 questions about yourself, which will be provided to you by the person who nominated you.

3. Provide 11 random facts about yourself.

4. Nominate 5 – 11 blogs that you feel deserve the award, who have a less than 1000 followers. (Note that you can always ask the blog owner this since not all blogs display a widget that lets the readers know this information!)
Create a new list of questions for the blogger to answer.

5. List these rules in your post (You can copy and paste from here.) Once you have written and published it, you then have to:
Inform the people/blogs that you nominated that they have been nominated for the Liebster award and provide a link for them to your post so that they can learn about it.

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Oeuvre

A Man’s Oeuvre
is an image of his
hidden soul
It crawls out
every night
in every work,
where he puts,
all his heart and
might. So never judge
it by your naked eyes.
a naked soul would suffice,
however.

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Wonder

A Crazy attempt,I pondered over sleep to write a poem using the same word again and again. This is what I get. Thanks for bearing.

Some do it wonderfully
others keep on wondering
on how to wonder
and what to wonder
whether the wonder we want
is worth the wondering
in this wonderful world
wonders were never created
they were born as wonders.
as we are
wonders,each one of us
and still we keep wondering
where to discover
the next wonder.
when it’s within us.

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Never be the Same

Ever since,
I decided,
to chase my dreams,
my heart,
has raging storms,
my eyes love the darkness,
my path,
has been rocky,
full of unknown people,
filled with mist,
with no traces of solid ground,
pits waiting to swallow me,
in depths unknown,
but with dreams to chase,
you have to surpass them all,
you can never be the same

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Why Do I Run?

Last time as far as I can remember, I ran 2 kilometers straight. It has become a ritual for me to clear the thoughts out of my head,to set the heart pumping,to let myself know my breath again. But Why Running? I could have gone to the gym, could have a done a ton of exercises with no regrets and back desperately looking for miraculous changes.It’s funny i won’t and even funnier I can’t. It has always given me chills to raise the bar for myself. But I have other ways of raising it. As I run different laps,with each one consuming my breath,wanting to choke me down within, i realise defeating oneself is tougher than anything else.

Today,I sat to write,but couldn’t fathom a prompt.Words fail me sometimes. I seeked isolation,I wanted to clear my mind, I put up my running shoes,earphones and went out to run. But this time I set the bar for myself to 2.30 km. With Eminem pumping me with “Kings Never Die”, I try my best to run or I should better say outrun myself. I ran till I gasped for breath,my stomach ached,my legs hurted.Somewhere in between I wanted to quit, i wanted to skip it to another day, my gut told me to rest a while. But then it pondered to me to complete what i began, it is always easy to quit. To tell yourself you can’t. When World full of people ready to bring me down,ready to tear me with acquisitions of me being no better,no different from a flurry of people around. I decided to not to stop till I hear,” 2:30 Km completed“.I wandered my thoughts to what I should write today, I had enough of poems for you all. I decided to let the chaos burn inside and I did. There is always a sheer exhilaration in doing things you felt you could never do, In achieving what you always wanted in first place. I now have clear mind as to what to write. A Voice inside me telling 2.5 km next time? Sure I would Try. So try running, why not one day you realise that somewhere deep inside, you always can outplay your abilities to the best.

You can always defeat you past,if you push yourself from “I will” to “I can”.

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Tears Tonight

I met a stranger,
in the subway tonight,
he seemed lost,
with tears in his eyes,
ragged clothes,
and a smell of despair,
his world seem fallen,
everywhere,
he sat in the corner,
and cried like a baby,
people didn’t care,
I tried,maybe
but I couldn’t bear,
seeing him cry,
so I went,
and asked him why?
He swept his tears,
and looked surprised,
didn’t say a word,
not a sigh,
took out a paper,
and asked me to read,
I read and couldn’t think,
how to leave,
he hugged me hard,
and sobbed again,
“Old Age Home”,
was his pain
a life now spent,
in utter regret,
as where did his love,
fell short in life,
why the end like this,
why tears tonight.

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