The next time , Appi and I are sitting on the 15th floor of 'Hotel Grand Palace.I have narrated whole story to him. again a known fear swept over my face. For 10 minutes , neither i spoke nor Appi's. The situation is growing tense. This is once again strange in itself. i always received … Continue reading “The Missing Guy” – 2
Author: SHASHANK
Shashank Shekhar is a Research Scholar, pursuing PhD from the Department of Humanities and Social Sciences at IIT Roorkee. He completed his Bachelors, Masters and MPhil from University of Delhi. He is the author of two books i.e. 'Undergraduate Love Stories' and 'Epistles from Heart'. He likes to explore different genres through his writing. He believes that art within an individual can't be manifested in one genre. Every genre has something unique to teach in which one can find one's lost self. It's while writing romance fiction, he finds as well as loses himself, simultaneously. Besides writing, he loves to travel along with blogging and photography. He signs himself as Pragmatic Persona, which is also his pen name.
“THE MISSING GUY” – I
Raj isn't picking my call.I have been trying since morning.He also hasn't replied to my message which i sent last night at about 10:30 .I thought he might be sleeping , so when he will see my missed call , he will surely ring back.its slightly unusual about Raj because it never happened in due … Continue reading “THE MISSING GUY” – I
“The Abandoned Game of Birds”
Have you ever seen , the birds playing may be or may be not but i have seen recently while sitting in balcony scrounging the pages of book just then A flock of birds came chirping flying in a lots, i can't count enough to gain my attention perching or rather hopping from one branch … Continue reading “The Abandoned Game of Birds”
“SEE OFF”
See off The weirdest moment which i have ever Seen and experienced In which there is over 100% exchange of emotion love and pain of separation With the tears in eyes ,irrigating the surface of cornea Reluctant to fall down ,don't know why May be due to intimacy between the two The cornea doesn't want … Continue reading “SEE OFF”
‘The Thirsty Crow Returned’
Hi There Mr/Mrs Crow! You came again ? Where have you flown after drinking water last time? Are u thirsty today also?so u will only visit this place when u would be thirsty? No that's not fair.How will you drink water today?Someone has taken your pebbles to build their home , which u have collected … Continue reading ‘The Thirsty Crow Returned’
Evening @psr JNU
Any trip whether far away or within the city , is a great ecstasy in the days when scheduled routine gives u no Pleasure.In that moment trip is like a refreshment which incalcate in us a energy to face challenges ahead.One recent trip within city which I am going to elucidate here is of psr,JNU. … Continue reading Evening @psr JNU
The Lost ‘Champak’: My Comic book
Hey! Give me my comic book No,Don't you see I am reading it Are you going to give me ? Pehle mujhe Mila tha Never , Do whatever you can! (and the fight starts) So if you are 90s kids then you must have fight like this … Continue reading The Lost ‘Champak’: My Comic book
” स्वतंत्रता दिवस “
15 अगस्त का वह दिन आया , आजादी की खुशियां साथ लाया, आओ सब मिलकर झूमें गाएं आजादी का जश्न मनाएं! यह एक अनोखा त्योहार जहां झंडे से सज जाता बाजार केसरिया हरे व श्वेत रंगों का है अनोखा मिश्रण हमारा तिरंगा झंडा! चलो आज शहीदों को याद करें उनकी बहादुरी का गुणगान करें हमें … Continue reading ” स्वतंत्रता दिवस “
“LUCY’s SOLITARY SONG”
Vocalising my words in a solitary song I am Lucy , the princess of valley since long I Enjoy the pleasure of heaven And waiting any Harbinger to come To seek well being of my clan My story is very tragic and scary But I am still alive , that's the unsolved mystery I dwell … Continue reading “LUCY’s SOLITARY SONG”
“When I first met her”
A text message : "Meet me at 5 PM today" I almost jumped up with joy after reading it.Ah! so finally she decided to meet me. Yes me! Can't you believe , you can but not I.My happiness knew no bounds. Anyhow I controlled my feelings and more better myself. Now the next I thought … Continue reading “When I first met her”
Pragmatic's Personas 