[Continued from My New World – A Short Story – Part Three] We walked out the dirt road and took a narrow path up toward the mountain. At first I walked heavily and made enough noise for three boys. I noticed Rustam walking ahead; his giant clodhopper didn’t make a sound. He was all eyes… Continue reading My New World – A Short Story – Part Four
Year: 2012
Will the shoes that work with spin bikes work with the X-Bike?
If you’re shoes worked with the Spinning bike, they will work exactly the same with the X-Bike.
My New World – A Short Story – Part Three
[Continued from My New World – A Short Story – Part Two] “What are you laughing at, boy ? ” His voice startled me. I ’d expected a squeaky, tired voice, but instead it was rather deep and I remember there was a youthfulness about it. “At you,” I answered him in my newly acquired,… Continue reading My New World – A Short Story – Part Three
Nightmare in Gokarn: No One realised I was drowning!
I do not know how to swim. We have been told about the Tower Of Babel. Poets have waxed eloquent about the futility of language in expressions; the futility of words to convey what we felt at a given moment. I was not a very ardent believer of that philosophy or line of thought. Yes,… Continue reading Nightmare in Gokarn: No One realised I was drowning!
I Walk Alone
I walk alone through this world below, Through the wilderness of toil and strife; With nature as a friend and the world as a foe, And a will for a future life. I walk alone in the darkness here Toward the dawn of a brighter day, Toward the world where the lonely heart is at… Continue reading I Walk Alone