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  giphy.com My name is Alfred Harold Hill. I am a cartographer for the British Army, Highland Rangers, and XXV Company. And I am dying. I am writing this journal to preserve my identity and to let others know what happened and what we went through. I have no idea how long I can write, as only a few candles are left and the inkwell is half empty. It is November 12th of 1891, the year of our lord. Outside the log cabin, a snowstorm has roared for the past three days. There are four to five feet of snow all around, the passes and routes erased beneath the relentless snowfall. I have tried to escape the log cabin only three times, only to turn back, defeated by the snow. I am 24 years old, my rank is first Lieutenant and it seems like yesterday when we journeyed from the army camp at Dehradun, three months to this day, a Platoon of thirty-five men and with me, and I am the last one remaining, the others dead, or as the Bitak would say, ‘Lo sall Jo kumi haar Jeenu.’ disappeared into...

  giphy.com Popular magazine editor Anita Suresh died last night in a car accident in Mumbai. She was the founding member and chief editor of the popular women’s magazine, “Patralekh” She survived by… What the hell! What is happening? Niti grabbed her head; suddenly, she felt an intense band of pain. Breathing hard, she collapsed on her bed and closed her eyes, massaging her forehead. Two rejection e-mails and two deaths, this is unbelievable. 💻 Niti Sehgal, a writer who was disappointed when her work was rejected by publishers, never knew she had a hidden talent within her. To know more about Niti's hidden talent, read ''SHOOTING MR SUMMER & 7 STORIES''. SHOOTING MR SUMMER & 7 STORIES

  https://tenor.com Bukkum raised his arms high, his fingers turning into claws, and swiftly lashed out at Heeralal’s chest, tearing it open. Then, his claws tore at its prey’s face, and then he put his claw deep inside its prey’s chest cavity and pulled out the heart from its cage.  Heeralal felt his eyes bulge; he coughed blood and died! Bukkum threw the heart against the wall.  The heart made a loud splashing sound as it was stuck against the wall for a second, and then it slid down the wall to the floor, leaving a trail of blood behind. ☠️ Summer 1981:ChilkaVillage: An old man was murdered, and his death released the beast Bukkum, and then life tried to run away from death but failed miserably. SHOOTING MR SUMMER & 7 STORIES- Author GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI is a book of such exciting and thrilling tales. Click on the link below the cover.   SHOOTING MR SUMMER  

  pinterest.com That way, this way It’s always what they say That way, this way I can’t think of what to say. 💫 THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND

  pinterest.com GOD creates us all beautiful. However, some of us neglect taking care of it and later complain about not being beautiful. Beauty is what one feels inside and not what one shows. The first step to staying beautiful is to have a positive mind, a clean heart and clear concussions. These three are the A1 factor for staying beautiful forever. If your mind is not positive, then you will always have a worried look on your face, because you are always thinking about negative aspects of life and things around you. A worried-looking face means more wrinkles and a dull, tiring, stressful-looking face that hardly smiles. If your heart is not pure and holds hate, jealousy, envy, for others, then it will reflect on your face, and no make-up can cover it. Because hate, jealousy and envy are like three wicked sisters, and they will always show themselves openly, no matter how much you pretend to be nice or put up an act of being nice. Finally, yet importantly, is the concussion. A ...

  gifer.com Sins of mine Are they there to haunt me And destroy my inner self I try to stop But to the devil I am in debt. 🃏 CREAK

  GAUTWORLD Tonight you left me Alone to fight My nightmares When you know All my life I’ve been resting Holding you in our bed 👤 THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND

  GAUTWORLD Tears stain your pillow And you sob in the night Here I sit trying to smile While tears blur my sight Tears don't matter now 🍂 THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND

  GAUTWORLD Those who came before me - why did you not prepare for me? In "Shooting Mr Summer and 7 Stories," author Gautam K. Mirchandani invites readers on a captivating journey through a tapestry of eight imaginative tales, each exploring the delicate interplay between technology, humanity, and the mysteries of existence.  The titular story, "Shooting Mr Summer," thrusts readers into a world where time is fluid, and choices have unforeseen consequences. As characters navigate alternate realities, they confront their deepest fears and desires, leading to profound revelations about the nature of destiny. Throughout the collection, Mirchandani masterfully crafts narratives that challenge the boundaries of science fiction. From artificial intelligence grappling with emotions to interstellar explorers haunted by memory, each tale is woven with a unique blend of intrigue, wit, and thought-provoking themes.  Mirchandani’s eight books showcase his signature style—richly ...

  .pinterest.com Forget the pain and pride Got two mouths to feed Her old parents Back at home Have to do it Until death  Takes her for a stroll! 💔 CREAK

  GAUTWORLD A ndy C ostello wipes his face using a wet tissue paper. His eyes are on the signal, anxiously waiting for it to change, fidgets in his seat as the signal stays red and all around him, cars honk in protest of the signal, and he too leans on his horn, joining the cacophony. Andy was thirty-five years old, and he was a successful Architect. However, this year had been the worst year of his life. After a grumbling and abusive seven years of a non-workable marriage, he divorced his wife, Janet. It had been a bad marriage right from the start. Finally, it was over as the divorce had come through last month, and he was happy, not only happy, but relieved; he was glad that Janet agreed to the divorce without making any nasty scene. The Lord knows that he has tried to save their marriage. However, Janet had become unmanageable. Every day, she picked fights with  him over stupid matters, trying to accuse him of not taking care of her when he tried his level best to mak...

    http://www.youtube.com/@ImagineIamI Anupama peered out at me through fatigue-filled eyes, and there was no recognition in her brown eyes. I froze, looking at her appearance. Anupama’s natural brown colour, waist-length hair, dishevelled and unwashed, and the green evening gown she wore had stains on them. Her feet were bare, and there were dark circles under her brown eyes, as if she had not slept for weeks. “Anu, it is I Vikram Shah your cousin brother Vicky.” I ventured to look at her. There was a flicker in Anupama’s eyes, and she blinked them several times and then said in a hoarse voice. “Vicky, is it really you, oh thank god, you got my letter.” “Yeah, I received it yesterday, what’s wrong?” I asked. Anupama sighed, and a relief flickered across her face. Then she chattered, “Please come in, mama will be so glad to see you.” She caught my hand and tugged me into the house. I stepped inside. (Later, when I recollect that moment wryly, I think that one step I took in t...

  GAUTWORLD Milan felt as if someone was being tortured to death. Then there were thrashing noises as the dogs came out of the woods heading for the village. Someone fired a lighted arrow towards the noise. It struck a small bush, setting it on fire, and Milan felt as if someone had just squeezed his heart. As far as he could see, there were dogs and more dogs, hundreds of them! Snarling and howling, heading for the village, as he stared in horror, he saw three huge dogs pounce on a smaller one, biting and tearing it to pieces, turning it to shreds in front of his unbelieving eyes. 🐕 🐕🐕🐕🐕 AAMUR, a strange village with its unusual story. To know more about it. Click on the link to the book 'BIZARRE TALES'  https://notionpress.com/in/read/bizarre-tales-hardcover

  gifs Hope is a fantasy Dreams a game of devil Tonight I live to die 💔 CREAK

  GAUTWORLD Pause, take a break And make a new start Remain at peace Just follow your heart Think? ♟️ THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND https://notionpress.com/in/read/bizarre-tales-hardcover

  gifs Too many parts Like an unsolved jigsaw You and I 👤 CREAK

  GAUTWORLD Shadows alive Dancing to the beat Coming through the heat One more in the crowd To make you so proud 😱 THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND

  GAUTWORLD Vijay was shaking with rage, if he had a gun he would have shot everyone in sight as none of them deserved to live as all of them suffered silently, never protesting against wrongdoings, so they all should die, and the same goes for him too as he too didn't shout or protest but was moving like a sheep with the others and stood outside the gate of the electricity office and stood at the main road and hailed a passing auto to head towards home and face his bickering stupid father. 👹 V ijay I ndurkar, livid, will take him to a step of no return. To read the full story, you can click on the book 'Amputated Minds- A Story to Tell' link. https://notionpress.com/in/read/amputated-minds

GAUTWORLD Giving you a piece of advice Take it with a spoonful of rice Do your work today Never go into a slump If you think of tomorrow Tomorrow never comes 👋 THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND https://www.youtube.com/@author-tito