Memoirs of Dreamers



Exercise and Yoga

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May 31st 2017  |  0  |  Category: Comedy , Inspirational , Moral , Philosophical , Satire , True Stories  |  Author: Mintu Ghoshal  |  64 views

Physical exercise and yoga were my father’s very favorite things. I sometimes felt that probably he liked it more than the taste of a good food. My mother told us that he had started doing exercise from a very young age, while he was in school. Since he did not have any separate room of his own, he used to practice exercise in front of all the members of his family and was ridiculed by all because during his young days doing exercise was considered as ‘wastage of time’ and …

 

Oreo La Peacherino

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May 25th 2017  |  0  |  Category: Adventure , Bedtime , Fairy tales , Romantic Love , Suspense , Tragedy  |  Author: SavvyShort  |  74 views

How Penelope peeled off her gloves, seductively amused then she gave Damien his gift. His face was sexier than her peach plump full lips.He was the game of piquet looking through the ladies lips peach tone with there smells of fruit on their I phone he went with his hole in one perfect shot delicately pink peaches. Her happy face in the middle creamy Oreo was the height he deepened her juiciest sided. How she hit the ceiling. She was very well guided. Her kiss tasted of sweetness and spice. …

 

Farewell 33

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May 18th 2017  |  0  |  Category: Adventure , Drama , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author:  |  386 views

On a mild winter evening, Akihiko was lost in thought as if his mind was elsewhere, standing by a window of a hotel. He looked like he was gazing through the window into the outside, but didn’t see anything actually. There should have been the lingering sunlight in the western sky that could be seen from the window. But now, it had completely gotten dark outside. Meanwhile, there was a lively street below the window. It was one of the main streets in a big city belonging to a European …

 

Only if I could speak

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May 17th 2017  |  0  |  Category: Inspirational , Moral , Philosophical , Satire  |  Author: Mintu Ghoshal  |  125 views

I am a Computer Software and these are my unspoken words. Unlike you, a human species which is thought to be the creation of God, I am your creation. Being my creator you gave me a name but that name only reflected how you wanted to use me and not what I really liked myself to be called. You felt it is enough to name me something like ‘FileCopy’, ‘AccountValidation’, ‘AntiVirus’, ‘FileZip’ &c. Imagine you were just born and your father, after watching your face minutely by holding your two …

 

The Map

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May 16th 2017  |  0  |  Category: Adventure , Fiction , Other , Suspense , Tragedy  |  Author: Bacon33  |  97 views

1944 “Run” screamed my friend Hakurnara, Ru… he was stopped mid-sentence as tonnes of concrete and steel fell down onto him crushing him and sending up clouds of dust. In the confusion I bumped into General Motomasa “Jimsan, take this map and get it to the headquarters in Japan on the double” he shouted over the noise “Yes General” I replied. I ran a fast as I could but suddenly there was a loud crack followed by a sharp pain in my chest, I screamed out as the world suddenly …

 

Lost In the Taiga

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May 9th 2017  |  3  |  Category: Adventure  |  Author: rmmaltbie  |  213 views

Galina let go of Ulf, not knowing when or if she’d see him again. She didn’t understand why he had to go; just that she couldn’t stop him. The dark curls of her hair clung to her face in the dampness of the morning mist, and a single tear hung at the edge of her eye as Ulf stamped his paws in the earth and howled. He bowed before her, staring up slightly to align his silver eyes with hers. He bounced onto his front paws and barked, waving his …

 

Altitude

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May 8th 2017  |  1  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: Bigcountry  |  246 views

I wake up one Summer morning and look down at the large scar on my leg. Not many people know how I got it. But those who do, do not like to relive the events that happened in that dreadful week. My name is Rick Herring and this is my story. September 5, 2010 12:00 PM Blue Grass Airport 1 Hour Before Takeoff It was a nice, warm day at the Blue Grass Airport in Lexington, Kentucky and there wasn’t a cloud in sight. It was a perfect day to …

 

The Johannesburg Tragedy

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May 7th 2017  |  0  |  Category: Moral  |  Author: rmmaltbie  |  132 views

Who could possibly live in a place like Johannesburg, CA? It’s a town literally sliced down the middle by a heavily traveled slab of pavement called Highway 395. Tucked away on the heel of the desert, this former mining district is better left in the rear view mirror. Shacks and buildings older than the road itself sit within spitting distance of either side and the only amenity available is a bush to pee in. The nearest gas station is fifteen minutes away and the grocery store is another hour after …