If passing through youth was like crossing the mirage of life for Chandra and Nithya, it proved to be chasing the mirage of love for Sathya and Prema though for plain Vasavi, Chandra's pitiable sibling, it was the end of the road.
Two years ago, I was lost in a pit of despair. I thought that I was a failure, a disgrace. I couldn't believe that anyone could ever love me, nor did I deserve to be loved. I now know that I was suffering from teenage depression. And this is the diary that came from the depths of sadness. I want to bring teenage depression into the public eye, so that all the young people that are suffering out there right now know that they're not alone. Teenage depression is tragically common, and people need
Have you ever had one of those days when something feels a bit off, like the ground is falling or sinking in front of you? Check this out!
After all the lies she has told, who would believe her final truth before something might happen?
He has built an empire of his own. He stands as one of the first ten billionaires in the world. Now to hold his empire intact, he has been fighting with his fortunes. And he is playing with his destiny with a toss in the air. Normally every sensible man will go by first choice as Head. But, he has chosen the tail. Can he succeed in holding his great empire intact? Or will it crook down like a pack of cards?
Ray is numb by the loss of his best friend. He tried to forget about her but somewhere along the way she comes back from the dead and pulls him into the after world we all question. As they hide from the rulers of the Eternal world, Ray practices something you will not believe. What happens when you die? Ray is the only human on earth that knows.
"After the shocking planetary changes and a flashing grim war, there will finally remain neither defeated nor triumphant. There will only be three categories: - the dead; - the wounded and maimed in war; - the survivors entirely untouched. And the number of the killed and affected ones in war will be that large, that nobody will speak either about defeat or about wining."
One mother's journey as she gives away her son.
Une nouvelle fiction collaborative des blogueurs chercheurs d'emploi sur Régionsjob. Un conte de Noël à partager (en cours d'écriture) et un exercice de style.
If passing through youth was like crossing the mirage of life for Chandra and Nithya, it proved to be chasing the mirage of love for Sathya and Prema though for plain Vasavi, Chandra's pitiable sibling, it was the end of the road.
Two years ago, I was lost in a pit of despair. I thought that I was a failure, a disgrace. I couldn't believe that anyone could ever love me, nor did I deserve to be loved. I now know that I was suffering from teenage depression. And this is the diary that came from the depths of sadness. I want to bring teenage depression into the public eye, so that all the young people that are suffering out there right now know that they're not alone. Teenage depression is tragically common, and people need
Have you ever had one of those days when something feels a bit off, like the ground is falling or sinking in front of you? Check this out!
After all the lies she has told, who would believe her final truth before something might happen?
He has built an empire of his own. He stands as one of the first ten billionaires in the world. Now to hold his empire intact, he has been fighting with his fortunes. And he is playing with his destiny with a toss in the air. Normally every sensible man will go by first choice as Head. But, he has chosen the tail. Can he succeed in holding his great empire intact? Or will it crook down like a pack of cards?
Ray is numb by the loss of his best friend. He tried to forget about her but somewhere along the way she comes back from the dead and pulls him into the after world we all question. As they hide from the rulers of the Eternal world, Ray practices something you will not believe. What happens when you die? Ray is the only human on earth that knows.
"After the shocking planetary changes and a flashing grim war, there will finally remain neither defeated nor triumphant. There will only be three categories: - the dead; - the wounded and maimed in war; - the survivors entirely untouched. And the number of the killed and affected ones in war will be that large, that nobody will speak either about defeat or about wining."
One mother's journey as she gives away her son.
Une nouvelle fiction collaborative des blogueurs chercheurs d'emploi sur Régionsjob. Un conte de Noël à partager (en cours d'écriture) et un exercice de style.