Indeed it is the season of Love – to see and smell nature. Can’t you feel the change in the weather outside your window or are you too much into your computer? If you are then ‘Tis the season of love indeed – it is the season of life rather. When you can smell fresh… Read More ‘Tis the Season of Love
The storyteller is never happy. He has to tell a story. He knows that spectators have expectations and wants to hear – a story. The sad part is that the storyteller has to tell a story he knows. He knows that there are things in the story that happened and that he is not happy… Read More The Storyteller is never happy…
This comes straight to me from one of my friends; he asked me, “You are a writer. How do you earn?” I was a bit puzzled by the question. He knows where I work. I told him, “You know where I work. I don’t quite get your question.” He grinned at me, “You know that’s… Read More Writer’s Earnings
The Dusty bookshelf 