Memoirs of Dreamers

Farewell 31

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November 9th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author:  |  1017 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  |  346 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  |  488 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  |  661 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:  |  484 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  |  432 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:  |  697 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 …

 

Cobra Village

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August 16th 2016  |  2  |  Category: Adventure , Children , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author: Durlabh  |  310 views

Original name of the village was Sunder Gaon or the beautiful village on account of its situation where it was set in a countryside surrounded by a pretty panorama of land and hills. Its population consists of about six thousands souls and their mainstay is farming and when the monsoon season arrives, the wetness takes over every nook and corner of the landscape. It is a time for planting rice, which is the staple food of the inhabitants. The greenery then takes over with miles and miles of paddy fields …