Rebirth

This blog is officially dead.

And now that it is dead. We can work together on fixing it. And I have a plan.

Over the past three years, I have been on this blog. I have been writing fiction here and this is the place where I wrote fiction first, where I experimented with the genres and explored all of them and this is indeed the very place where I decided that I want to write for a living. This is the place which I used to sharpen the nib of my pen and this is where I skilled myself.

After three years of writing blogs, I realized that I have been doing it wrong. I have not been consistent with the blog. I have not been participating as actively as I should have. I do not have a successful blog and the worst of them all? That I cannot use a single story which I have uploaded here to get published in a magazine or anthology. Even though blogging has had it’s positives on me, it has had it’s negatives too.

But I want to revive the blog. Just because it is not yielding, it does not mean that I should give up on it. The blog is like my home and after living for three years in my e-home, I have grown attached to it. This is where I belong and if you have not paid attention yet, it has my name on it. I can’t give up on myself like this. I can make this work.

But it’s the law of nature. Creation begins with Destruction. The humans came after the dinosaurs died. A baby is born after destruction. Cities are made after the destruction of forests. A phoenix rises, but from it’s very own ashes. You must fall to rise. Die to live. If you won’t fail, how will you distinguish the taste of success and victory? The taste of achievement and milestone? How will you know when you are doing better and when you are winning?

So now, I pronounce this blog officially dead. I am re-creating it from the ground up. Cosmetic and cellular changes. A few of those are visible to you. A few to come very soon.

This blog will soon again be a daily deal. And there are a lot of interesting and surprising announcements to come. Stay tuned.

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Daily Prompt: Smoke

Like the haunting tale recalled,

Of the nightly beast that haunts.

The smoke he smoked went up and blurred

In rings it went and evanescence.

His mouth was shaped into an O,

As if the beast inside was trying to grow.

The ring resembled the moon so close

It threatened to change the moonless night.

His hissing blow shatters the silence,

Of the howling wolf his stance compares.

He smiles at us and shrugs his frame

But inside lays something that has had fame.

Atop he shows he doesn’t know.

Inside a joke with the beast he shares.

 

via Daily Prompt: Smoke

P.s.: Don’t smoke. It appears to be cool but it kills. Don’t smoke.

I Sleep With My Eyes Open

I sleep with my eyes open.

But I don’t live with my eyes closed.

My dream stays awake with me.

Active inside me every second.

Passive lays the need to sleep,

Passive lays my fatigue.

I sleep with my eyes open.

To Dream unrealistically,

But stay in my senses to fulfil them.

I sleep with my eyes open.

And Dream.

Unbeknownst

Unbeknownst to me,

She was the tale I carried between my heart

Trapped between my lips

And at the tip of my tongue.

Unbeknownst to her,

I was the eccentric silent speaker

Who spoke with his mouth shut

And read the words unsaid.