http://slow.writerscafe.org/Inci The original writings of author Inci 2 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043668 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An Ode to selfies http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/1619405/ Some questions will remain unanswered forever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/1612829/  "The fact that you are breathing doesn't mean you are alive"What is the difference really, someone might ask?Some ancient humans believed that there is life after death and some even believed in resurrection. I am not questioning their believes and neither agreeing to them but as of today ther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/1562468/ It had been a while since she visited her aunt In Jammu.Now that she was working in a software firm in Delhi, it was quite hard to keep up with her mba exam preparations, let alone go to Jammu for a holiday. After the death of her parents in Srinagar due the fury of the floods in 2014, she now relo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/1503116/ I don't ask you to be atheist or superstitious or even an idol worshiper.. I just want to tell you from my experience that there is something high above ..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/1032455/ Living in my house so fine and working on from nine to nineI think that I might want a breakas life is not a piece of cakeThis hard life's like is a jinx to meand somehow I just want to fleeRunning away from a world so bleak I drive away to a mountain peak.No laptops here no clients no bos.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/1023297/ With an unusual fear in my mind,sweat on my face and my heart beating very fast I wake up almost every night at 3(which obviously makes it all the more scary)....I don't know what it is, said Chinu as she vented out her fear in front of a psychiatrist Dr. Sham Das. Every night the same thing in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/996324/ Chintu Kumar was a 10th standard student in Rampur village. He was very passionate about music and used to enjoy listening to his father's radio. He used to save money and their financial condition was not so bad.He bought himself a smal nokia phone so that he could listen to music all the time.Sinc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/967887/ short random story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/967883/ Take the drug , that's the new highIt cuts your wings, doesn't make you flyDrive on the road as fast as you canDo death defying stuff to show your a cool manHave your drink or smoke the weedThough you know thats not a good deedYou may chew tobacco or pop up pillsI'll only say it thrills but it kills.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/886783/ We all have dreams..(and nightmares) I too dream a lot and my thoughts in sleep are outrageous like this... These are the things I actually dream.. hope u like them http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/696699/ summer's here again.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/696209/ He lived in Leicester squareHis lifestyle was a costly affairHis pride was his LimousineHis picture on every page 3 magazineHis collection of Berluti shoesHis range of Armani suitsHis versace perfume collectionHis diamond studded bootsOnce in his king size mansion, while he was still .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/672647/ In aggression give me self controlIn guilt give me honestyIn fear give me strengthIn fight give me peaceIn pride give me humilityIn dilemma give me conscienceIn trouble give me wisdomIn downfall give me determinationIn sadness give me patienceIn distrust give me faithIn hate.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/669715/ Can you all hear what I can hear?It's the noise of the people who cheerOh! happy new year! a happy new year! 31st is full of celebrationsOh! congratulations and jubilationsThough that day we all heave a big sighOptimists to  welcome another beginningPessimists to bid a ridding goodbye.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/654553/ 9/11, a very infamous event in the history has not been forgotten by the people who were the worst hit by it..Still when it is mentioned some people become numb and their eyes become watery, agonized by such a big loss......... Around 2yrs back on 26th of November 2008, Our country India was hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/640106/ Who made EXAMINATIONS?The sole cause of our frustrations.We prepare with confidence and determination.Then we excitedly make predictionsBut only to face serious ramificationsWhy is knowledge free but marks not affordable?Though we toil hard, still we aren't capable?Why are marks supposed to judge .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/618174/ What a Topsy turvy world it is what a Topsy turvy me!I get up in th morning whenever i wishNo alarms or scoldings disturb me.What a Topsy turvy world it is what a Topsy turvy me!I comb my teeth & brush my hairi swim in a pool to be ready!What a Topsy turvy world it is what a Topsy turvy .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/616805/ Simi, a 14 yr old was curiously peering through the LCD  screen with eyes wide open.Her favorite show ,"BIG BROTHER" was being aired and she couldn't miss it for anything.The eliminations were going on and just as the host was about to announce the name of the unlucky one, a phone call .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/616803/ Carrying a heavy load of books on meI go towards my school so unwillinglyMaths, English, Science and S.S.Tand for these I carry so many books like a coolieAdding to the stress are Eco and I.T.As i look through my window,children having funRunning, yelling and sweating under the sunThe on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/616802/ Stepped down on earth a soul so divineHer qualities so angelic, her presence so benignThough got deviated due to materialistic distractionsBut she was a star kept in God's protectionSo God helped her path a way to himTo glorify the world so ugly,so grim.She helped the needy, she cured the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Inci/616799/ Money! 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