Dream World: November 2012

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Feel My Love - Part 2

Part-1 While swetha was in a confused state whether to move or step into the dirty pool, a boy came near her. He was so charming and handsome. He looked her once started to search something. She thought he lost something and he is searching for it on the road. Then he came with some bricks on his hands. He placed the bricks on the stagnated

How Do I Feel...

Sometimes I am happy Sometimes I am sad Sometimes I cry Sometimes I feel shy Sometimes I walk around inside home Sometimes I let my thoughts roam around my mind Sometimes I like to sing Sometimes I like to swing Sometimes I feel like a butterfly so active Sometimes I feel like a snail so slow Sometimes I act so funny Sometimes I am

Feel My Love - Part 1

Swetha is a fresh college student. She started her determination towards her career. New place, new people and new atmosphere made her excited and feel happy. This is the first time she left her parents and her hometown for her studies. She felt life in a new environment is totally different than she imagined. She got new friends on the very

The Stories Of Diwali

Hi Friends, I wish you all happy and prosperous diwali. I would like to share what is diwali and why it is celebrated. Diwali Diwali is “Festival of lights” celebrated at the new moon night to indicate the victory of good over evil. Peoples decorate their homes with

Heart Feelings 4

Don’t expect anything from others, The least you expect, the least you get hurts. If you expect nothing, then there must be no disappointments in your life. When you start expecting from others, you become dependant on them. You loose your independency. So try to expect more from yourself than others. Be successful.

How Painful Is The Pain?

Have you ever questioned yourself “How Painful is the Pain?” This question often come into my mind and made me to search for the answers within. Pain is when you wish to cry, but no tears left in your eyes to pour out. Pain is when you wish to shout or yell madly, but you can’t even raise your voice to release the heavy feelings. Pain is

I Want My Childhood Back

Come on world, time travel with me, Through my memories far upon the real world, It’s a distant golden age, a small wonder land, Filled of joys and innocence, The time of cute collections and lovely remembrances, Pleasures of naughtiness and purity, Picking up the thoughts that are evergreen Where the bed-time tales are