http://slow.writerscafe.org/Vikrant460 The original writings of author Vikrant en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776098026 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Make sure you read, make sure you write.Make sure you breathe, make sure you fight.Make sure you mess up, make sure you clean.Make sure you seek, make sure you hide.Make sure you laugh, make sure you cry.Make sure you do everything - before you die. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2962468/ Think about this: Who were you before your success? Who did you become after your success? And if one day all your success and achievements were to wash away, what would remain of you? If you can find one good thing that is present in all these moments �" something th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2960696/ A little bear was loved and fed,Her mama kissed and tucked her in bed.One morning she woke up all big and strong.She bid farewell to her mama, saying, "I will search for a big honeycomb."Her mama was happy and a little sad,But told this without being mad:"May you find the biggest honeyco.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2954609/ I have experienced that you don’t need a vacation at the beach or a visit to a wellness resort to feel better and relaxed. What you need are words.Just pick up a good book. Talk to someone you love and trust. And if none of these are possible, close your eyes and think of words that bring yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2936243/ Sometimes, I wish we could implement an odd-even law for switching gender roles. On odd days, men would perform the duties of women, and vice versa.This thought occurred to me when I read the following quote from East of Eden by John Steinbeck:“What freedom men and women could have, were.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2936045/ Does my sin make me a bad person?Or are my sin and my personality two separate aspects?If they aren't, who decides which one carries more weight when people judge me?Does my addiction make me a bad person?Or is it my addiction and my effort to stay away from it that truly matter?I believe my sin and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2909773/ I ran hard from the darkness toward the light,Running even harder, both day and night.Finally, I am closer to the door, shining bright.I thought everything would finally be alright,But getting here was just too hard,And leaving you behind was never on the cards.I stopped, took a deep bre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2908748/ Once again, I find myself battling my inner demon. It resurfaces time and again, leaving me uncertain whether I am instigating its return or if external triggers are to blame.This latest skirmish has been particularly grueling, with neither side emerging victorious. Each confrontation leaves us both.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2886257/ I crossed the ocean and had many sleepless nights,Caught by the demon and rescued by the God,Finally, I reached to grab the reward.But I went back to where I started.Never told the world I ever won a fight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2864919/ I am wondering why I am so happy without any reason. Everything around me looks so beautiful. All the trouble I thought I had somehow vanished. I can hear beards chirruping and crows cawing all in a happy tone.Not sure where this sudden stream of happiness coming from. It happened to me earlier as w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2864838/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2864837/ You said it feels great climbing the mountainYou were wrongYou said it was comedy that makes us laughYou were wrongYou said èvery life mattersYou were wrongButterfly, green grass and early morning breeze and sound of flowing waterSorry I couldn't smile stillYou know what is ri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2836221/ A letter from a father to his first newborn son http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2816803/ My heart aches and goes into sad state,Whenever you say "I need to move in but you don't have enough space".This city gives you love,hope,passion and grace,But what it lacks is sleep and enough space.So this Christmas, I can't see your sad face,I am giving you bagful of wishes and little bit of your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/2219068/ A formal thanks a professional smile,A firm handshake but morally vile.Shiny shoes and stylish suit,Face of human but soul of brute.Talk like master and gesture so kind,A visionary speech but conscience is blind.Trading our hope gambling on our dream,Turning a deaf ear to billion.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/1821876/ There are lots of potholes on the road to her heartMade by people who were cunning and smartFew tried to jump over them to reach her coreLeaving those potholes as they were before. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/1820058/ Sitting in a dimlit room with bittersweet memoriesThinking about the happy and sad part of our storyI remember when we laughed and shared our joyI remember when your tears made me cryI knew you walk slowly to match my paceListening to me silently while reading my faceOur hearts wer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/1819564/ Do you remember the song, you sang the whole night long,I remember you mentioned a place,where flowers were blooming and a soul found solaceHere the people walk barefoot on green grassland,they don't talk much but they all understandThe bees buzz in rythm while making honeycomb,the air .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/1819512/ Let this strangeness of air keep us guessing,I don't want to be sure whether you feel the way I do,let this unawareness of feeling keep flowing.Take a walk talking about the things we love or hate,our prejudices,fears,strength or weakness and let's be strangers again once we say bye.May be we m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/1445557/ Once she smelled a rose and closed her eyesOnce she sang a lullaby for herself when she criedOnce she laughed, Oh God that was cuteOnce she loved but stayed muteOnce she was loud without any fearOnce she slept early with few tearsOnce she looked too curious and keen Once she went out and was ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/1400215/ Let's try to keep our souls intactLet's try to keep devil inside us happy and silentLet's try to show fake moralityLet's try to follow the herdLet's try to be the member of winning teamIn the process, let's try to keep our souls intact  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vikrant460/1399768/