Memoirs of Dreamers



Brother and Sister

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November 9th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Romantic Love , True Stories  |  Author: admin  |  226 views

by Dalip Singh Wasan (Advocate) Pawan remained my class fellow for about four years. He was the only boy towards whom I had been attracted. We were often found together in canteen, in library and even in the bus in which we used to travel to school and then college. I never took him as my boy friend and he too never took me as his girl friend. I knew that ultimately, I shall not be in a position to have marriage with this boy because of religion, caste, economic …

 

Farewell 31

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November 9th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author:  |  1000 views

There is a word “Autofiction.”; it is one of the genres of literature and appeared newly in 20th century. Serge Doubrovsk, who was a French writer, created this term to explain his own writing style. The term “Autofiction” is a portmanteau word made by combining `auto,’ which means self and `fiction,’ which means stories people create by their imagination. But, these two words are mutually exclusive. In other words, a writer has to write by using 2 utterly different means simultaneously; he/she has to write as if writing an autobiography, …

 

THE FIRST DAY

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October 26th 2016  |  1  |  Category: Romantic Love  |  Author: Girdhar Mishra  |  330 views

THE FIRST DAY’ “Excuse me…can I sit here?” An extremely beautiful girl asked Devesh indicating on a seat adjacent to him. “Oh…sure” Devesh moved his legs aside to let her enter. Devesh has never seen such a beautiful girl in his life especially at such a short distance. She was wearing a long silver black skirt up to her feet and a sky blue top. With her open curly hairs, she was not looking less pretty than any fairy. It was the first day of his college and everyone was …

 

Happy Birthday Sneha Didi.

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October 24th 2016  |  2  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Moral , Suspense , Tragedy  |  Author: Mehak Mirza Prabhu  |  479 views

Nancy Drew, I hated you all my life more than I hated Barbie! My first memory of you is of when you threw a tantrum, because I spilled milk over your favorite nightgown, that was passed on to me, and mom did not say a word to you, instead dragged me out of there, put me in her room and went back to soothe you down. Even at age 11 you looked like Barbie, way prettier than me, you looked good in every dress you wore, and all those were …

 

REQUIEM

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October 17th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Suspense  |  Author: eldawson  |  647 views

BY E. L. DAWSON 1. I opened my eyes to a bright shining light, and I wondered just where I was. As my sight adjusted, I realized that the light I was seeing was only the fluorescent on a ceiling far above me. Moving my head I looked around the area I was in, and nothing registered. I had no idea where I was, or even for that matter, who I was. I sat up, and put my hand on the smooth shiny floor. ‘Trazel.’ I thought, even though the …

 

Farewell 30

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October 12th 2016  |  1  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author:  |  467 views

On New Year’s Eve evening, Kotaro, who was a son of Tohko, had continued to use her laptop computer since he had finished eating toshikoshi-soba, which was buckwheat noodles eaten as this day’s Japanese custom: Japanese people would like to cut off this year’s misfortune from themselves on New Year’s Eve, eating buckwheat noodles that tended to be cut more easily than other kinds of noodle. Of course, it was a sort of superstition for good luck. This evening, Kotaro was allowed by his mother to stay up late as …

 

Broken

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September 20th 2016  |  0  |  Category: True Stories  |  Author: Sarah  |  404 views

 Introduction  Be careful what you wish for! I have heard that saying a lot but never really paid much attention to it. Until now, that is! During a moment of sheer desperation, I  looked up to the heavens and begged the universe to get me out of a six week teaching programme I was due to start and the universe granted me my wish. “Your wish is my command” she said. As the words came out of the doctor’s mouth, “You’ll be in that cast for six weeks, no work …

 

Farewell 29

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August 29th 2016  |  2  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author:  |  677 views

I remembered a roar that was not only intense but also so deep. Something like a magnetic field, which was soft and light like a veil, arising from the thunderbolt surrounded me. No sooner had I seen a flash than the sound roaring heavily caught me on the whole body. The first thunderstorm of the season was a sign telling us winter had arrived, bringing snow at a region including my hometown. I had started to write a story in such a stormy night. It was the beginning of winter …