A Brief Dementia He was walking on the streets of the city, in a place he was quite familiar with. People usually come over there to chill after a long week of work. as a matter of fact, people actually come to that place every night to watch football and listen to different kinds of music. But… Continue reading God Have left me!
It was a very weird feeling, she was crying tears gushing down her eyes, telling me about her loss. I came out from the mosque that evening. The weather was cold and humid. The taste of the salt of the sea was in the air and the shadow of the minaret was covering the yard… Continue reading The Ashes of Love
When Memories become a Shelter, Reality Is Something To Be Feared.
his answer was more of brain freezer than a usual reply to a foreigner. because while I was there to enjoy my time and see some places, he was telling me they were oppressed. his words had an implying "why the hell did you come here?" tone. Well, his reply made me have the interest to ask more, which he quite didn't want, But anyways I asked
You know what does defeat feels like? have you ever tried hard for some task to achieve and in the end, the effort you spend for doing that particular task seems to be fading and useless?
It was a drug-fueled relationship. a drug of a different kind. not a pain-killer nor a stimulant. it was a pill for happiness, to fill the voids inside the shallow chests and it was addictive. once it reached my veins it passed over the tolerance barrier and I was feeling that I need more and… Continue reading Bitter-Sweet Addiction
finding solace in things to escape from the agony of the reality is what every single human being is using. we accept those things as asylums we hid in to create our own space where no time, no rules and no pain is.. as a matter of fact, the pains become a shelter that shadows our… Continue reading The Realm of Solitude
I was sitting in the lecture hall, copying down the formulas and questions written on the board. The clock showed 11:30 A.M., the air outside was thick and opaque. I was the only one sitting in the hall since the lecture has already finished. One of my teachers came in, with his laptop bag on… Continue reading Keep the kites Flying high
Have you ever stood in front of a mirror and looked at your own image? have you ever pondered what beyond this image is beholding? Have you ever wanted to run away from the mirror because it shows what you don't want to see? For me, when I look into the mirror, I see… Continue reading The Magic Of mirrors
When I was a kid, I was afraid of the stars. afraid of these small glowing dots in the arms of the darkness of the sky. I was afraid of something to come out of nowhere and brutally attack me and my beloved family. One day my father decided that I must… Continue reading Looking in the stars