It was a New Year’s day to be spent alone. The night before had been spent of his sister’s house with his sister, her husband and their two year old and five month old daughters. He enjoyed spending time with his sister and nieces and it was the only place he could see himself spending [...]

The Train Life had never been easy for an old man like me. I never had a spoon full of gold and I never hold a silver bell in my hand. Sometimes, I felt that this life is unworthy but somehow my daughter strengthen me. Her sweet smile always wiped away my sadness. My wife? [...]

We were just ambling in a perfectly peaceable manner down the road. Max had that day acquired gainful employment, and quite naturally felt like celebrating. Unfortunately however, it was a Thursday, and most of our friends being one step ahead of Max – not to mention an inestimable number ahead of myself – were not [...]

I sometimes question what makes a good story, and often wonder where that story would begin. We all usually know when we are exposed to a good story, but I believe that a great story is what we all desire. A great story usually involves many dynamics that can cause us to experience deep emotions, [...]

Before I die A lifetime before I die I’d like to learn to fly To a place beyond the tears Away from all the fears A year before I die I’d like to learn to cry From tears of happiness No part played by sadness A month before I die I’d like to look at [...]

It all happened suddenly and with in a few minutes, I been rushed to the hospital in a modern ambulance which sirened its way through the busy streets. It started as a small pain on my left side of the chest and then spread the left arm. Before I can call anyone, I collapsed. From [...]

My name is Wajiha. In order for you to understand what my story is about, I’ll have to tell you a little about myself. I’m a Canadian-Muslim teenage girl who lives in the states. Being brought up in America and having instilled Muslim cultural values in me has always been a little tough. There has [...]

A lot of things happened when I was nineteen (of course they did. It takes a whole year to be 19) but what I remember most is the climax or anti climax of my modeling career. Prior to nineteen I had done a couple of gigs, nothing major but I at least made it to [...]

Tiku sat on the edge of an old moss-covered tree trunk lying on the bank of a small stream. This was his favourite pastime gazing at the serene flow of water under the blazing amber yellow sun of long summer afternoons. Sometimes he used to wonder at this everlasting calm which gave him a sense [...]

The Martin family was in a good mood. They finally managed to move into a small house by a stream, right on the edge of a wood. it was a beautiful place, with damp ground and moss covered rocks. Trees surrounded the house and their canopy formed a cover over the house. The sun shone [...]