LOG ENTRY #52 – Hold the @!*%* up..

This is my third post since I stopped hobo-tunneling, and if you hadn't already noticed, I've been very worried for the past couple of weeks. Just yesterday, things started calming down. I can finally see the storm losing momentum and dying down around me. And so I was driving home, looking out the window - …

LOG ENTRY #32 – What a wonderful sound!

Light travels faster than sound. Therefore, we see before we hear. But what we hear breathes life into everything we see and this leaves the final impression; sound becomes the deciding factor of whether we love or hate something. One sees and hears so much everyday that it's hard to keep track of everything. And …

LOG ENTRY #31 – Nominations and Celebrations

Okay - I know that I am writing after so long and it is absolutely unacceptable of me to respond to Nevillegirl's nomination after a week (!) - but in my defence, I have been very busy. My tests finished nearly two weeks ago, and then my grade left for a field trip to the …

LOG ENTRY #30 – How I go through Freshly Pressed

There is no method. I love looking through the Freshly Pressed page. It is wrong for me to say that it is only occasionally that I come across good writers, because I know the only reason they are featured on that page is because, well - duh! But I do feel there is a slight …

LOG ENTRY #28 – For, You were Iqbal and Rumi’s silent pride

I am not sure whether this is a poem or an ode or ... something. I'm not to smart when it comes to all the technical stuff. What I do know - is that I loved this. It's written by Junaid Ali, who is my friend's cousin and I thought I'd share it with you …