This is an excerpt from barack obama’s speech delievered at National Democratic Convention Hello virginia, howdoyoudoin?? Before I start talking, and you start clapping, would like to tell you that this speech is written by me.. The speech writer, Jon Favreau, called me to say that his grandma is ill, and he won’t be able … Continue reading
He always wanted to be a painter. At the age of 16, he used to be glued in front of the computer in search of his next inspiration. At least that’s what his mother thought. Until he forgot to Ctrl+Shift+N one day, and Ctrl+H evinced his true colours!
‘Hi Sumyth, we see that you attend the meets, but off late you don’t seem to share your experience with us through your blogs.’ This was what the guy, who called me to confirm my registration before the meet, told me. And this is what instigated me to write this post. And the Moto G. … Continue reading
I start noticing the patterns of the rag As I inhale the second (long) drag The patterns start to change And it doesn’t feel strange In fact, it feels good Like the way it should My vision starts to blur And the speech starts to slur By the time, the vice comes back The dark … Continue reading
Provence, France. 1556 The images that flashed through his mind were horrific. How could the two not prevent it? They were so accomplished, yet they failed. Their failure would bring the world together, in grief. It would create a huge void in so many lives. Empty seats at dinner table, children forced to grow up … Continue reading
The class was eerie quiet. If the human ear had the ability to listen a few notches down, it would easily have picked the sound of heartbeat in this quietness. This was how he liked his class to be. A mathematician by profession, this gave him a sense of power. Power was what he needed … Continue reading
He glanced nervously around. The shadows being cast by the street lights were doing a good job of startling him. But he had to remain focused, for the job he was entrusted with, was dangerously important. Countless lives depended upon his act of bravery, he repeated it to himself. Perils have their own thrills. Reaching … Continue reading