Stories,Stickers and Stamps

   This was the moment. This was it. The moment when it all stopped. The moment when it all ended. This..is the moment..when I died. Yes,I remember it vividly. I remember it lasted a couple of seconds,I would say, but it felt like…an eternity. Like a film I was watching and the story was slowly unfolding in front of me. Now here I am,staring at the scene. The scene in this movie of mine. The scene which makes the movie. Where it all ends. Where it all goes upside down and changes everything.    Here is the truck.Right in front of us. God,the noise it made!It was like a train. Only this train was on the road and heading straight at us. I don’t remember much about it. I mean,I did just have, like a second, before I realised what is coming. I do remember the headlights,the big blinding headlights,almost like the sun. Almost,like an oncoming train where you see nothing but the lights and you know it is over for you. The noise this thing made. It did feel for that second tha

Scream!It was right in the dead of the night. I remember that night so well but I digress.Let’s get back to how it began.    That house was always creeping me out. Weird shadows,always covered in the dark.It felt like sun did not shine at that corner of the street at all. There were always stories about the house and the people,the owner,who lives there. Initially,18 th century house was standing right here. Full of character,stories and lots of creep factor but not too long ago it was gone. Demolished,destroyed and the new owner built a swanky new mansion. Stylish,modern,minimalistic. Understandably, whole street was excited,we all took an interest in what is going on.i think that would be fair to say. Someone famous or rich or both has moved in,we thought.Hmmmm,looking back on it,it would not be surprising if you would mistake this man for a star or just a man with power and money. He was oozing confidence and was radiating power. Nobody knew who he was though,or where

   I heard this asshole is gonna be in the club tonight. People at the entrance said he did come here but a while ago and I was just hoping,this time,this time he won’t get away from me. As I made my way through the sweaty crowd,I was already feeling lost. Crowd was morphing into a wave,sea of people,faces and just like the sea the whole place was filled with energy. Bright vivid lights and the blaring,blasting music.It was like a tribal ceremony,like savages gone wild,or sping break,yeah,more like spring break. As I kept going,I saw him!Sone of a bitch!That asshole is not getting away again. I got my gun out right there,right then.I took my aim,this was it,right in the head,say good night.    People started screaming. For a second,I was confused as to why,what was happening?Oh yeah,I guess it’s my gun,whatever..I took the shot,it had to be done.I am not loosing him again!I shoot. He heard the screams,saw me and ducked. Are you kidding me?He started running for the fire

Day 6 Alexander slowly opened his eyes, as he woke up to the sound of chewing. It sounded like an animal. A hungry animal, devouring something. He saw Cyrus,sitting on his bed,stuffing his face with the last of their supplies. Alex was in shock. He felt betrayed,angry,depressed and hopeless. How could he?What now?What’s left?Is this the end?The thoughts kept rushing through his mind.He leaped of his bed and ran at Cyrus.His friend heard and noticed what is happening,stopped chewing and slowly moved his arm from behind his back to reveal a revolver,cold hard steel,ready to wound,hurt and kill. Alexander stopped right where he was. Where did he get this gun?Is he going to do this?What now?Cyrus noticed that Alex stopped moving and kept eating what was left of their food with the gun pointed at his friend. Alex tried to reason with him,saying that they both need supplies,that they will last,it will be ok. All that matters is that they both get at least something and they

   I thought today I will do something a little bit different. I want to talk about writing. Just a thought.My experience. I encourage you all to write.If you do not know where to start, sit down,start writing whatever comes to your mind. Soon a story will start emerging,characters and it is up to you where it goes,what happens,who lives and who dies. Who is the hero and who is the bad guy. It is all up to you. If no clear story comes,maybe you will spot a plot somewhere in there,characters,something you can you in your story. Maybe you had a story in your mind all this time. Put it in writing,put it on the paper,make it real..it just might be better than you think. You might be doubting your skills but nobody is born a writer and it takes practice and from experience you will only get better. You will understand as you write,what works and what doesn’t. Your grammar will improve and you will realise how much freedom as a blogger,as a freelance writer you have,so it is re

   Cold winter morning. All is gone.All is pale,white,covered in the cold dust from the high up. The snow has come,fast,thick and just like the body on the ground,the world was still.    It was a middle of nowhere.Some forgotten road,passing by some forgotten forest. Clearing,fields,on the other side of the road,as far as the eye can see. No houses,no cars or people. Cold snow,silent world and the memories,flashbacks of what just happened still hanging in the air like an ominious cloud that just won’t go.The cloud which was growing bigger with every second and signalling the coming of the storm and then,the lightning. Scream. Her scream.She kneeled down next to the body of her husband. She pulled the lifeless body towards her,screaming in agony,crying,covered in tears and blood of her lover. He was gone just like that. She was lost. It was hopeless. Her mind at that moment could not stop thinking and she had just one thought: “Why him?Why now?...what have I done..”.Ok,

As the title says,this post is a simple thank you, to you all. So.."Thank You"!!! One of the reasons,thanks for hanging around,standing by,checking blog,reading posts. Now,lately..during the time I was gone and just in general during this year and even the last one. Second reason,..pretty big news...*drum roll*..we hit over 2k hits on this blog!Woot!Now,it's a small number in general,small for a blog but..we are growing,getting bigger and better and all thanks to you and this number came from nothing so again,thank you all and everyone who visited blog,been reading,got inspired and keeps coming back..More and more of you keep coming back,blog keeps growing and it would not be possible without you all. It means a lot to me. This blog is my release,it is my corner on this big world wide web. It is combination of my thoughts,memories and imagination and to know that I have you reader's and you enjoy what I write,makes me happy.So here is to 10k hits! Moving swiftly on