A short story in the form of a dialogue about a young man who meets a woman claiming to be his daughter from the future, who was thrown into the past, and seeks a forgotten truth meant to save the world from an impending catastrophe…

As children the late hours of night were scary, eery and considered taboo to be awake then. But children grow, and so do perspectives. Amidst other lessons growing up brings, and in the new world, time grew too...

The post is collection of short stories, musings, and recounts of various interesting or amusing experiences from my life. There are stories ranging from the time the police sort of stole a car, to kingdoms and clans reigning during the school lunch breaks, and more. Hope you may find it entertaining.

A poem inspired by a fascination for the nature of chance encounters, long distance friendships, romantic infatuations, and the most peculiar of all, love.

Poetic Pratul is back in the house! WOOT WOOT. Aya don’t mind me, some insomniac nights my hyperactive brain overworks to produce inspired penmanship - here are two essays from such nights..

Three freestyle poems with revelations on the nature of society, a yearning for something more in life, and a perspective on some perspectives - yep you heard that right…

Communication as a new priority in education, how to invest towards it and a new tool - AI CEO Journal…

People seem to have lost the ability to just be able to sit down with themselves and think. People find it weird when they see someone just sitting by themselves deep in though. It looks strange I admit, but…