My Cursed Kingdom
This is my kingdom, i am the slave.

Archive for February 2008


February 26, 2008

“This one is my favorite”, she said pointing towards the picture on the bottom right corner of the photo album. I turned my attention to that particular picture. It was a picture I had taken myself of both of us at the park a few years back; she had a hand over her face and […]

The thin line

February 24, 2008

“It would actually take me more than an hour to get there and then I’ll have to listen to her complaining about everything. Old people can be so annoying at times”, I thought to myself, not paying attention to the surroundings as I stepped off the foot path to cross the street. I was lost […]

Your trash my treasure

February 22, 2008

The cold made him feel numb. His thin jacket was worn out and was not of much help. He took his time finishing his cigarette before he got back into his taxi. The streets at 2 at night were as empty as a ghost town’s. Even the moonlight seemed eerie. It was not out of […]

Shame on you ego!

February 19, 2008

Victor and Vice were twins. Growing up together they were two peas in a pod. Nothing could separate them. If one was hurt the other felt more pain. Happy and merry with not a worry in the world they played around the neighborhood making everyone they passed by laugh and smile.  It was a matter […]

The best is yet to come

February 18, 2008

He got up today from the very best side of the bed. Why didn’t I notice this side before?, he asked himself. A deep feeling, deeper than what he had felt in months took him by surprise. Amazing. He felt better than what he had felt in months. Why didn’t I feel like this before?, […]

I confide in the sea

February 13, 2008

There were only a few things in life that intruiged him, and the city lights from the sea was one of them. He stood at the bow of the cruiser by the railing, gripping the cold steel bar firmly. He kept staring towards the city lights that sparkled and shone and made him think about […]

Writer’s block

February 7, 2008

He sat there on the couch, staring at the static on the TV screen. He had been sitting there for hours now. He would get up from there once in a while and walk over to his writing desk. Still nothing. He got up from the couch one last time and sat himself down by […]