Can we help each other?

Can we help each other?

The world came to a standstill. The voices faded into the background. The commotion, so far yet so near, buzzed like a constant reminder. The cold atmosphere couldn’t stop the freezing fingers from folding into a fist. The blood boiled under the surface like sand on the desert. The heart broke a little, and as pain seared through the veins, the eyes grew fiercely red. But, amidst all the chaos around, the angry fist, that embalmed with constant disappointment and anger, lay…

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HexaOrdinary TATA HEXA

HexaOrdinary TATA HEXA

Saturday, 17th December, 12:40 AM Don’t ask me what I was doing so late, because it is far too early for me to sleep. Long story cut short, I hear a buzz on my phone while I was doing squats. That late at night and (What? Don’t get so hung up on me doing squats. It’s a very rare occasion that I would be doing) a buzz would have usually meant that someone was remembering me at that hour of the day,…

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#UNWRAPCHRISTMAS By Spreading Happiness and Love.

#UNWRAPCHRISTMAS By Spreading Happiness and Love.

It only takes a spark to get the fire going. And soon all those around can warm up in its glowing. That’s how it is with God’s love, Once you have experienced it You want to sing You feel like spring You want to pass it on… A few of us gathered together for Secret Santa tidings, divided by names and united through a common Christmas spirit of sharing. And it is in this spirit that we bring this blog…

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The Lunch Box Journal

The Lunch Box Journal

Chapter I “It’s more cold this year than it has ever been“, one of the migrant to Bangalore told to a Bangalorean while rubbing his hands over a cup of Green Tea sitting at the cafeteria of an IT organization. It was always cool. That was one thing the Bangaloreans brag about all the time, besides many other things, the other popular being the fast traffic jams. There could be a traffic jam within seconds. Is that fast enough? But…

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Serentrific | #SereneSaturdays 

Serentrific | #SereneSaturdays 

  Z Point, Kemmanagundi , Chikamangalur © ajaykontham, 2016 _____ #SereneSaturday. Why Saturdays? Because it is in between Friday, the most anticipated day and Sunday the day we take rest, but it gets over before we even blink on the Friday night. Correct me if I am wrong. But, nonetheless, I came up with this new weekly prompt thing, that will elaborate why I think the Saturdays are serene. It could be a photo, a piece of fiction, a personal…

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I wish I were…

I wish I were…

I wish I were a dream  An epiphany of a mystery, Surreal, as it may be For the protagonist I would be. I wish I were the time, A companion in might A reminder in sight Always moving, ahead. I wish I were the spring, Reminiscing the past mistakes Reviving the lost phases, Humbling new, better beginnings I wish I were a  heartbeat, A rhythm in sync Drowning in the elusive harmony Of togetherness and love I wish I were the horizon,…

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Serenecentric | #SereneSaturdays

Serenecentric | #SereneSaturdays

Hebbe Falls, Chikamangalur  © ajaykontham, 2016 _____ #SereneSaturday. Why Saturdays?  Because it is in between Friday, the most anticipated day and Sunday the day we take rest, but it gets over before we even blink on the Friday night. Correct me if I am wrong. But, nonetheless, I came up with this new weekly prompt thing, that will elaborate why I think the Saturdays are serene. It could be a photo, a piece of fiction, a personal experience, or anything…

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