New stories comming up soon!

A new series of stories about the Barista and a Bride will be posted soon on wordpress and here.  However, there won't be a guest writer. Hopefully some publisher will publish my stories.

The story, going by the title of "Barista and Bride" is about Alicia, who is getting married to Tim because she's madly in love with him. However, when comes the big day, the bride is nonewhere to be seen and is instead in bed with the Barista. It came as a huge surprise to Tim, since Alicia once told him she found the Barista utterly disgusting.

Since the whole plot is not exactly finalised, so even the writer is unclear of which direction the story goes and all, but i'm sure it will be a very exciting end with a major twist. An oh so typical Hollywood storyline, yet so close to our heart where everyone can truly relate to it type of story.

Ok, till then. Bye  

Its the year of running

Most people depend on themselves on the next course of action they want to pursue. For me, it is the stars, burning at accelerating to the power of exponential rate, billions of miles away from me to help guide my decision. In simpler terms, it is astrology. Horoscope and all.

Guided by faith, most people said. But the stars and the moon is the ultimate guidance. Except for Jupiter, which have 9 moons. When aligned at a specific position, your future is mapped out, curses deployed and the Pandora box being exposed.

It is no paradox, however, onto the ultimate course of events. With progression comes regression most of the time.

Amid those incomprehensive paragraphs above, there is nothing else, for this planet is in such a chaotic mess. Ta-ra

Raining down from the sky

From the sky
We see
Where the clouds had fall
Droplets
Triplets
Lets it all fall

The overcast sky
Once ever so blue
Began to fall apart

Thunder storm
and
Lightning strikes
Atmospheric disturbance is what it is
The time vortex
had indeed been unlocked

Daleks arrived
From their mother ship
Hidden in view
Up high the moon

The man we believed in
Sometimes funny
At times mad
Just like
Bow ties are cool

Time is decaying
Time is falling

Bad Wolf whispered Tyler
But she's nowhere in sight
The Master had been revived
Chaos strike
Daleks dead
Now
The Master is everywhere

Fear not EARTHLINGS
For I see
A blue police box
Up high with the stars