A great mind once said quality is not an act, it’s a habit. The upcoming amateur photographers however disagree. Technology has let develop cheap cameras but it’s a wonder how technology also made cheap photographers. Special thanks to cell phone companies and China for providing a camera...

If a person saying “I have shoot this and I want to shoot that” and having the aim in future to shoot for money , then don’t think that he is a “terrorist” or belong to “bahi loag” he is just an amateur photographer. An amateur photographer has a passion to capture great beauties...

The night was dark, deep and silent.  She was   sleepless.  She found her heart throbbing furiously. She tried to felt her pulse, but all in vain. The pulse is moving almost at an uncatchable rate. She presumably felt as is if she is going to die soon. It was virtually not the real...

To date, I had never seen a man’s throat slit open at the end of a sharp blade. I had always imagined it, or seen it happen in the multitude of slasher films I am so in love with. But nothing, absolutely nothing, comes close to the actual truth, the actual brutality, the actual sense of...

Once upon a time, there lived a boy, who fell in love with C++. It wasn’t long ago since their relationship had started, when the boy met MATLAB and C#. The boy began to feel vehemently attracted towards them and in the wake of the events he ultimately ditched C++. C++ got angry and vowed to...

48hrs had been passed since we left the base camp. I am lying on cold ice at the height of 19000 feet, badly injured. My uniform is soaked in blood and blood is wetting the Capt. Zaka written on my chest. I am surrounded by heighten mountains covered with snow. It’s pretty cool here. My...

She had just scribbled down this letter and now she was holding it in her hand, with her body shivering and her legs trembling. She was trying to keep her silk scarf on her head but the wind was constantly pushing it away. The only sight in front of her was shadows emerging from the mist of...

The moon shone, shedding a ghostly light against the walls. Icy cold wind wildly swirled around me making my body ache. I lay my head against the decaying wall layered with horrible glare of endless nights, and tears ran down my wind-burned cheeks. I had been there for long in those dark...

He was holding my hand very hard. I was able to feel the pain in his eyes. The rain drops were were trying to hide his tears. His beautiful bright blue eyes were wet and running with blood. I knew that he can not let this happen. He was fighting with himself to say...

It was difficult to believe that something I had expected to happen all these years would still be able to shock me this much. It was like being pushed into a pool and then suddenly realizing that it was a lot deeper than it looked from above. I flipped the invitation card in my hands, hoping...

Oneeb was on his knees, knelt before a person whom he perceived to be the love of his life. Everyone was cheering, everyone was happy. He could faintly hear a woman’s comment about the scenario being “Oh! So romantic”. He could also notice the waiters, who stood motionless in their...

“I’m going out Mom.” She dashed to the main door with those words, and almost caught her Mom’s fading reply, “Do be home before evening Amna,” as she bolted out of the door, gripping an envelope. She hastily made her way onto the footpath, crossed a few signals, and finally...