Why Can’t I Pick The Pen To Write Creatively?


Creative writing is like painting a picture via words. Human experiences and interactions are random and dependent upon various factors i.e cultures, personalities, our own circumstances, situations, upbringing, etc. This is the reason, autobiographies don't fully do the justice to represent someone who they really are or who they would love to be. My soul … Continue reading Why Can’t I Pick The Pen To Write Creatively?

The Power Of The Powerless (1978) – Vaclav Havel


https://youtu.be/2Dk9J4trZaI The Power of the Powerless Vaclav Havel October, 1978 I A SPECTER is haunting Eastern Europe: the specter of what in the West is called “dissent” This specter has not appeared out of thin air. It is a natural and inevitable consequence of the present historical phase of the system it is haunting. It … Continue reading The Power Of The Powerless (1978) – Vaclav Havel

Fifteen Thousand Blog Posts… and still counting!


There were 10,000 or so blog posts of mine just a few months ago and that number has swelled to almost 15,000!!! I can only expect something like this from someone like myself, not from anybody from this planet Earth or any other alien life-forms in this universe. Just in case if anyone is wondering, … Continue reading Fifteen Thousand Blog Posts… and still counting!

Dream Series: Pissing Someone Off


In this dream today, I was attending a marriage event alongwith someone I have been admiring (her beauty) since long. There was a guy on the bed and probably minding his own business. I noticed that he was looking at my (oh well, technically not mine) woman. I started to piss him off and he … Continue reading Dream Series: Pissing Someone Off

If Humans Are Not Toys Then What Are They?


Let's suppose you are born to a woman who is regarded as a man-eater. Or worse, a prostitute. She has always been played with, hence she plays them in return. Coming from such a woman, would you ever want to take any human seriously, compassionately, etc.? Of course not. No matter how big of a … Continue reading If Humans Are Not Toys Then What Are They?

Violent Definition Of Love


A particle right next to another particle (in a stone) is the oldest expression of love, no matter how much they squeeze each other that many different colors and forms (of love) are born. Similarly, all of us have our own definition of love and despite many religions and/or social forms (kingdoms & their laws) … Continue reading Violent Definition Of Love

A Writer Sampling Another Writer’s Words


A writer usually forgets another role i.e. a reader. He/she was a reader once upon a time before becoming a writer. Now, things are permanently different for a writer. They can't seem to enjoy someone's creative word without wanting to change, modify it just like a driver who can't bear another driver right next to … Continue reading A Writer Sampling Another Writer’s Words

Dream Series: True Power


In this dream today, I was entering a Church alongside hundreds of other people. A teenage girl asked me for $10,000 and I refused. Upon hearing this, she whispered $100 in my ears as a price for her body and I alerted the security guard. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her outside. … Continue reading Dream Series: True Power

True Life


If you are silent you are dead, And if you speak you are dead, So speak and die.” —Assassinated Algerian writer Tahar Djaout https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bBQTyOsJG7o https://www.amazon.com/Last-Summer-Reason-Tahar-Djaout/dp/0803215916 And be careful about the ones who use (or abuse) such awesome spirit's works by showcasing them in their own works (literature, arts, video, audio, etc), hence seeking second-grade (actually … Continue reading True Life

Me Myself And Irene


Irene is nobody but a fictional character in my life that keeps on changing bodies or their real existence. I was looking at the only picture album where people have remained same and it is named as; MY OWN PERSONAL This is the oldest and the only album that has never changed faces. There was, … Continue reading Me Myself And Irene