Feliciana is studying towards a degree in International Relations in South Africa. She is a forever-student who is always up for a challenge, seizing every opportunity to learn by stepping out of her comfort zone to hear, read and tell different narratives which enable her to see the world through different lenses. She firmly believes that just as a…
In this journey called life I would have never thought that I would experience such a tragedy so early on in life. One that changed everything for not only me and my family but for an organization- a Family so dear to our hearts, our church. This one incident shook people in nations but it also shook and still shakes…
Jay-lyn writes because she loves to put words together and create poems that evoke feelings in those who read them. Being able to make someone feel or think about a situation differently is her aim. Jay-lyn is also a mother to a wonderful 10-year-old son who is her biggest fan. Writing daily is a must as there are always words…
Far beyond the ideas of writing, exists the concept of thinking and that is what Tej does most in his singularity. Tej Pratap is an author of Amazon best selling FOSSILED BETWEEN THE SHEETS and currently working on his second novel. A physics facilitator by profession, he spends most of the time reading human minds, mostly students and youth through…
Life is, after all, full of uncertainties and risks. You never know when things change even though they appear to be constant. And this is my story, writing out loud. I was diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome when it was too late. It’s the thing that affects your ability to effectively socialize and communicate. A very rare disorder. I’ve suffered too…
I never knew when it all started. You’re the guy that I kept on staring from the distant. Until one day, We became so close like I can share my secrets with you. And there you are, you always listen to my endless talks and bizarre stories. You truly understand me. You never questioned my behaviour and all. You’re the…
These lilac winds On your eyelashes Wiping The pieces of me And establishing Estates Of nothing. They dance And dance Over your brows And pluck out All of my Remains. And these lilac winds Walk On your forehead Dusting the Nastiness away. Now this air Step On your cheek And plant A gentle kiss. It whirled Over your lips Touch…
I live in the ashtray In the hours of darkness, I couldn’t sing And the days when I fumble with the blade Unable to write a thing. I paint my nails black And of my blood, I take a sip And it burns my throat While it touches my lips. I write with white ink on white paper And…
Just an amateur, inexperienced soul, trying to express through words. Trying to balance between 3 dimensions -life of a daughter of ordinary parents, married to the love of my life and mothering an energy bundle of 3 years. Recently introduced to the world of words – magic for me – As they say, it all happens only at the right…