Ramblings of a cranky mind. Friday, August 23, 2013. Today I want to write about a girl and a boy and beating the odds. Today I want to write of sparkling sunshine and shingled roofs. And about pure, unadulterated love. Today I want to write about summers and starshine, and the rains which came and went when they pleased. Friday, March 22, 2013. To Those We Loved And Lost.

Saturday, March 16, 2013. From the Girl with Pink Glasses. In search of meaning and yours truly,. The Girl with Pink Glasses. Tuesday, October 18, 2011. Sometime when I feel this way, I remember the way you used to make me feel and the way you never made me feel. Wednesday, September 14, 2011.

Monday, December 10, 2012. That relief you feel when you see their eyes stunned and their faces pained - even if for a second - that momentary relief! That is what makes us say hurting things, to be mean. You learn it a second to late. You learn what you have done. You have to witness that look in their eyes whic.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015. Where did the author go? I have wondered the same for quite some time. What happened to writing and what happened to the whole write a story sequence? What happened to poetry and what happened to publishing a novel? What happened to amaze the shit out of people and leave them in thought, deep ones? What happened to starting controversies and be at the middle of it? Two days later and after searching for a few shops, I finally take t.

Sunday, March 4, 2012. But things have changed since the beginning of this year.

Wednesday, 3 June 2015. Good to be back,.

Tuesday, 30 December 2014. Ok, so here it is. I really am not sure tho. I am, scarred, at the moment. Not in a completely scary sort of way tho. atleast i like to believe that. See, for the last two years, i havent been writing much, over here. Not that i wrote much earlier. stuff that i like when i read now. And why am i scarred, u ask? And if i have, supposedly, is it okay? .

Wednesday, 11 January 2017. 4 People take a lot .