When the rains started beating me…

Suddenly it didn’t matter how vulnerable I feel when I lay myself bare and NAKED through my words… Continue reading When the rains started beating me…


Soft Spot

I watched the girl as she spoke to me, she was bubbly and full of life, a little touch of red lipstick stuck on her lips and for a minute I was almost distracted trying to figure out the colour of her lips beneath that shade of red. She had these beautiful eyes that lit … Continue reading Soft Spot


I meet people, all the time, for some, their stories are simply products of my imagination, I basically let them find a home in my mind, but for others, they tell, they talk about themselves. Maybe they would like me to tell their story but are still in denial. Others wish I would tell it … Continue reading Engineer