Neverland: A journey

“What is it like? Neverland?” She asked in with a considerate yet curious gaze. “One day I’ll take you there” he replied in a blissful and humble manner. Ever wondered wandering off an ocean coast, or those dark yet beautiful woods, without someone noticing . To linger upon the stardust or to stroll under the…

She knew

Pryl stood in front of that mirror, hopelessly, staring blankly at her wrecked life, mascara scurrying down her face, wrists with deep scars not stains of paint or ink, just scars… She stood there with frantic thoughts but no anxiety and sleeping pills in one hand , That moment she knew what she had lost…

Living the dream: Life as a National Geographic Photographer

The World BY a Photographer     (Living the life of a National Geographic Photographer) The unhooked world of fantasies engraved in my dwarf sagacity is the present of The National Geographic Magazine to me. I’d been captivated by the world not of sameness but of wondrous curiosity that is unraveled by the magazine, since…

Her.

‘A Knock on the door She got up wiping her tears Her face wet by the warm woeful water. She is a perfect eccendentesiast, hiding her pain in a smile…. She kept her grief under the rug And dusted herself with a brush of happiness Disguising herself with a mask of sunshine. She unlocked the…