Award time


Thank you Camgal for this wonderful feeling of happiness in the form of this award. I admit i am feeling a little elated at this honour. I thought of myself as just another person struggling to manage time to follow my real love and real passion , writing.

Blogging has changed the way i perceive things. It hasn’t just made me a better writer but also a better human being. And this award only reinforces the belief i have in the prospect of humanity and me. Thank you!

Well here is the list of bloggers whose writing has given me an insight into the subtelities of writings and whose posts i enjoy reading and long forward  to ( don’t miss checking out these) :

1. Archita 

2. Shreya

3. Paul

4. Ashwini

5. Valerie


7. This Labyrinth i roam

8.Fiza Pathan

9. English wife , Indian Life


Do check the all of these blogs listed above , they are just great.

Ps : You will be hooked.

The rules:

  • Display the award on your blog.
  • Announce your win with a post and thank the blogger(s) who awarded you.
  • Present 10 deserving bloggers with the award – “who positively and creatively inspire others in the blogosphere.”
  • Link your awardees in the post and let them know of their being awarded.
  • Write 10 interesting things about you

Well now to the toughest part 😛 10 interesting things about me.

1. I switch from being an introvert to an extrovert depending on my mood.

2. I have only three real passions that i wish to continue till my death , writing  , reading and the last understanding people and their perspectives ( Yeah! i know , a bit uncommon )

3.  I read a lot before i joined my undergraduate course , Engineering. I wish i could just read on doing nothing all day till my last day. ( Yes! 😛 We have that in common , don’t we? )

4. I love reading philosophies , i have read a lot of diverse stuff. Oh! Wait  , diverse ? I hear a thought  : What is the degree of diversity? Oh! Well from Marxism to Buddhism – diverse right?

5. Though i admire every author  i have ever read i secretly want to be ? Guess? It’s Ayn Rand. I adore her. Just thinking how it would be in the mind of this great woman gives me goosebumps.

6. I like programming , well i will be a software engineer for a while ( though sometimes while seems too long ) but who ever told me not to be an author?

7. I loved playing football , it pains me to even admit how much i miss it. My favourite player ? Well who else than Cristiano Ronaldo.

8. The number 7 is very dear to me , well that explains why i waited this long to mention football.

9. I wish i can be the following 7 people for a week – Robert Ludlum , Paul coelho , Jeffrey Archer , Christopher Paolini , J.R.R Tolkien , George RR Martin and the most important person – ME!!!!!! I also wish i could watch these 7 tv series all week – Sherlock , The Mentalist , Game of thrones ( Am waiting for you!! ) , Elementary , House of Cards , Da Vinci Demons and True Detective.

10. Watch out for my book someday i am quite determined to be an author.

Thank you for believing in me.

Thank you dear for being there always.

Thank you my fellow bloggers , readers and my friends.

Thank you.

They are lost

Copyright -Sandra Crook

Copyright -Sandra Crook

It was a bad day indeed.His partner Rust was gone.. And the police had caught him near the countryside without the diamonds and arrested him for meth that wasn’t his. He was looking at a very bad time in prison. But the diamonds , where were they?

Knowing how Rust would think i trailed the whole countryside for witness who had seen him arrested. There were constant talks about a passing tractor.

I knew where the diamonds would be.

Reaching the farm i was stunned to see the amount of haystack.

I was thinking about a better way of searching when i heard a familiar voice behind me.

“Looking for something buddy? ”

I was never more happier to see Rust there.

Moon Light




” Look at him , isn’t he lovely?”

“Yes, son. He is”

“I wonder why he stays so lonely.”

“That’s because there isn’t anyone who truly understands what he does , maybe huh?”

“Dad he just gives us light.”

“Light ,maybe. Hope? Definitely.”

“Hope of what?” 

“Of a new phase in life , that we aren’t completed every time. There’s gonna be mistakes , difficulties , betrayals. But then once in a while we are full , we are who we are , that’s hope.”

“That’s a very different perspective dad.”

“Yes , but then guess why he is really so lovely and makes us what him.”

“No idea.”

“That son is a mystery to mankind. But i feel the closest answer is that he watches our loved ones while we sleep. That way we know they are safe. I always knew he was watching your mom even before i met her.”




Billy the Bell


My story

I never complain, though ringing me hurts every time. I am happy the children wait for the sound of me when they ring me (hit actually). I am hung near the playground so watching the children play is joy unpreceded. I talk to the pretty little orange flowers when am bored. They understand me quite well. Life seems so fragile for them, I pity them but love them the same.

There was this boy called Raj I remember very well, I watched him grow from a very mischievous boy to a very mature one. I recently heard he is a scientist now. There are few hundred stories i would like to tell. Such changes for humans, it only makes me love children more.

I do not regret the way I lived. I loved every one of the children I saw, I still do.

I heard they are going to replace me, am fine as long as they put someone worthy of my place.


Billy the Bell. ( It was Raj who named me Billy )



Sunday Photo Fiction

Sunday Photo Fiction

” Intruder in sight.”

The Tower was flooded with a series of distress calls. There was a unknown Raven nearby and they were worried. It was the series of threats on “The Tower” , their home for a hundred years that had fueled their frustration even  more.

Deputy Commissioner Girlly called the “The tower” to speak with the Commander in-charge.

“Sir , we are under a loss as to how to handle the situation. My agents have surrounded the area but we aren’t sure if it’s an enemy.”

“Be double sure before you proceed to arrest.”

“Yes , Sir.”

“Just e-mail me the pictures.”

“They have been e-emailed, sir.”

The Commander opened his cellphone to take a look at the picture. For what seemed an eternity he kept staring at the picture until the voice interrupted him on the phone.”


“Don’t arrest him , i am on the way. He’s here for me , i need to talk to him.”

“But Sir, it’s dangerous.”

“No it isn’t. You see that’s my Brother Thor.”

“Yes Commander Loki , as you say.”

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Out of the dark corners of my otherwise strong heart ,

pain creeps in with the smallest of acts.


While patience eludes me most of the times ,

i but cannot imagine my calm.


I have never been able to abdicate anger ,

he follows me all around.


Understanding is still a virtue being mastered ,

though it disappears when needed most.


Love is a silent drug ,

and she is my strength.


Lillie McFerrin Writes