Deep Blue Pajamas.

  I am not a morning person But then again I am barely even a person, But since I am not a morning person And when I am forced to leave my warm smothered bed I cringe and cry Not wanting to rise. I shed off all my dreams When suddenly, my alarm screams AndContinue reading “Deep Blue Pajamas.”

The Next Morning!

I was glaring at the TV in the dark, my vision unclear, blurred, I hardly knew what channel was switched on and I couldn’t possibly care less. I kept it on, on bearable volume only to feel myself accompanied.   I was slouched beside my study table, beside which the balcony door stood ajar, supportedContinue reading “The Next Morning!”

Nature’s Beauty.

Wherein in every part of the world, it is already hot and the temperature is soaring, my city is running it’s weather guide on it’s own accord. It is almost raining here every single day, the sun is scorching down on us only for a couple of hours during the day, and then it isContinue reading “Nature’s Beauty.”

Inspiration

I only write when inspiration strikes. Fortunately, it strikes at nine o’ clock sharp every morning. -William Faulkner