Crashing of the souls: part 6

Charlotte Austen,Paris Tring….tring..tring…tringggggg There is a very strange sound blasting my ears,and I am shook by that.My hands roam through the blanket,and anon i opened my eyes,I looked over my surroundings,the room is much small,very congusted i may say but there is a big white window at the north corner of it,I became aware of…

The faults in us..

I know when i am writing , numerous articles are already written on this and inexplicable tears fell silently on the golden pages of the book “The fault in our stars” by john Green.From my point of view,that one book can give diffirent lights to various readers,as whatever we read and when we read we…

Crashing of the souls:part 5

Have i been too sleepy?Bright light flashing from the windowpane dazzeled me eyes for an mintue.I can’t reconstruct in my mind that renting a hotel room,and what the hell i am wearing,the dress is long flowy sky coloured gown,and then i scrutinised the whole room very distinctly,it is an ancient architecture,like those in the early…