[#painted_lines] POSTING FOR THE LIKES
A phone at hand is quite handy with pictures, songs and apps to tweak Lightened by data plans amply Voila! a brand new world I […]
Articles by Chris Teck
[#just_stories] WHAT’S NEXT?
As I was to discover, he had this habit of popping the question. “What’s next?” The novelty wore off soon enough and my patience gradually […]
[#Painted Lines] WISDOM IS..
Wisdom is light giving deep sight with rays of bliss to minds amiss Wisdom is hope for times to cope when shadows loom with days […]
[#Just_stories] CHANGING WEALTH
Her wrinkled fingers trembled as she took the picture from my hand. “Your grand daughter?” I asked, after viewing the slender, beautiful figure posing in […]
[#A matter of perspective] WHY DO PEOPLE WRITE WHEN FEELING SAD?
On Sunday, 15th September 1833, a young man named Arthur Hallam, aged 22, died in his sleep. Autopsy revealed the cause of his death to […]
[#Painted Lines] THE PATH TO RECOVERY
With the cock’s crow sets the sailsurging forward, enroute with a white sailby fair-weather the seeker starts the sailTo a life’s grail he directs the […]
[#just_stories] ON THE MERITS OF HIS CASE
His signaling wave snapped me out of the world. The world of the jazz music blaring in my ears, from the headphones. And back to […]
[#just_stories] REFILLING A BUNDLE
“How much?” The vendor stared at her. “One thousand, two hundred”. She said softly. She typed the digits on the airtime voucher he handed her. […]
[#just_stories] THE GIFT OF TEARS
She held him to herself and cooed, as his shrilling voice rent the air, beads of perspiration running down her face. And I watched them […]
[#just_stories] THE MOMENTS OF DIVINITY… AND HUMANITY
“One reason why humans are complex is owing to the luggages of our dark pasts we carry around”. He said with a grave look as […]