Now, let us assume that the ideals and idea of self-confidence is also a skill. Then, let us have a mock-conclusion, from our basic level observations, that this skill of being self-confident is highly lacking in this day’s average human-being.
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The School Journal #6 – The Dawning Climax!
. . . Cntd #5 The Teacher’s Note! This was supposed to be a really happy episode of this nearing-the-ending journal series, but the moment I kept the sub-title ‘The Dawning Climax,’ my god, haha, the end is nearing, and I suddenly became conscious of it. But let us not talk about that now. The…
Oh My Newly Found Love! (Audio Poem) – The First Long LOVE POEM (92 Lines)
The poem will be found after ‘The Premeditation’ part! The Premeditation: I have, in the past, with the graces of muses, written a few poems which honored me by crossing hundreds of lines. I have never aspired to make lengths of lines, no. I have always thought and I still think of only one thing:…
The Stinking Skin – The King of Seas
There is a lot to say; there was so less. There is so much to think; there was nothing at all. There was a whole world to go; there is no place like home. Home. The more I think, the more vague it becomes. The more I try to remember, the more I forget, and…
Tangled Fingers of Two Craving Hearts: The Way to Hold Her Hand – A Short Story.
That was a shock to him. She was just standing before him, with a wide smile. She was glad to meet him, he too was. He was more glad than he can express. But he was not surprised; he was shocked. “What are you doing here?” He asked, his voice tense. Her expression changed, she…
The School Journal #3 – An Amalgamation of A Thousand Emotions.
. . . Cntd of #2 The Boring Intro: I don’t think there is an immediate need to write about everything that’s happening here just because I name this a journal. Its been a while I updated anything about The School thing. I’m the past few days, I’ve really been very very obsessed with the…
The Mascara Eyes – Dark Moons in an Eclipsed, Sun-Lit Sky!
The Killing Passion: The craving for the sight of a pair of eyes is both fascinating and highly confusing. The passion to dive in them, to dwell in those is a labyrinth which no man can completely comprehend. What is it? How does it feel? I cannot express; I am not blessed with the divine…
