Describing Simple Life/love with Inundated complications. Archetype of imperfection.
He looked decent and she found him nice. He looked at her with affection while taking a bite off that cheese cake slice. She looked back at him with fondness while sipping the coffee twice. She offered told hold her hand, he held it so tight. Days went by and they met often. To be... Continue Reading →
Bella met her cousin and she was warned about Jordan's reputation for sure. Known for all the bad things, Ghost he was called with his black clothes and motorbike, with racing and violence he was inured. Bad idea thought Bella and was thinking to turn it down. But curious she was as he looked fine... Continue Reading →
Beautiful Sunday morning Jordan was polishing his black motorcycle when Bella passed by. Walking perfectly fine, she saw Jordan busy with the bike and said "what a pleasant surprise". Jordan looked at her thinking this girl couldn't walk what just happened. "Hi" he replied. Just came to see my cousin in this neighborhood she said... Continue Reading →
My name is Bella you must be Jordan said the limping girl. Jordan talking to himself. "God is so cruel, he made her so beautiful but she can't walk maybe." Thanks for the water he said holding his sparrow in one hand. Are you gonna keep that sparrow asked Bella. Yes, I'll name it Bella... Continue Reading →
Fed up of his fakeness he decided to have some strength and quit the game. What you sow, so shall you reap suited well for this male. What he got was a player coz all he knew was to play well, the attempt was in vain. Bumped into a limping girl didn't care to... Continue Reading →
Finally, Jordan learned how to shut his demon in a cage. Revengeful nature never got a stage. But he could unleash the beast under certain circumstances for his own rage and lock him back in the same old cage. This side of him was a psychopath and the world could see a sexy geek in... Continue Reading →
Days passed by slowly years passed in solitude. Took him a lot of strength to be ready to face the world as his soul was chewed. Trauma didn't let him breathe. And his artistic imagination and crazy hallucination played cruel but something in him kept him shrewd. To be or not to be in senses... Continue Reading →
Playing soccer with boys and we were not allowed to have mobile at such early age those days. He reached home late and blank calls had irritated his parents already. It was a Chaotic phase! He picked up the call this time. "This is me Sherry" yeah Sherry tell me he replied. Sanaya slipped from... Continue Reading →
The year 1997, 11-year-old boy grieving for his lost love. Wait does he even know anything about grieving. He sure as hell does. She tried to tell her mom that she loves him while sitting on a parapet and her mom jokingly said she can’t have a boyfriend now. She asked what’s the fuss? Her... Continue Reading →
The more he learned the better he gets. But, he was cocky and unthankful and the things he said he never regrets.
