Link to “Mansa’s Story (Sequel to The Postponed Valentine)”

Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed ‘The Postponed Valentine”. Below is the link to its sequel “Mansa’s Story”

Click on this link to download : Mansa’s Story


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To Read is to Fly

I just love this

Steve McCurry's Blog

“To read is to fly: it is to soar to a point of vantage which
gives a view over wide terrains of history, human variety,
ideas, shared experience and the fruits of many inquiries.”
 – A C Grayling, Financial Times
(in a review of A History of Reading by Alberto Manguel)


I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
– Jorge Luis Borges


There is no frigate like a book 
To take us lands away, 
Nor any coursers like a page 
Of prancing poetry. 
This traverse may the poorest take 
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot 
That bears a human soul.
– Emily Dickinson

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We read to know we’re not alone.
–  C.S. Lewis

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When I get a little money I buy books;

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The Secret in a Kiss

A kiss

Is like a secret

shared between lips

hidden between the tips

Of tongues twisting together

A first kiss

Is a secret

In its awkwardness

and the lovely surprise

You find in another’s eyes

The glow

that shows

That there will be more

of that first kiss

Seconds and thirds till you lose count

The kiss begins

Not when lips touch

It starts

From the warmth in your belly,

The tingling in your toes,

The flying sparks

between your faces

as you come close

Leaving behind traces

of the afterglow

A kiss

Is a secret

Known to only you and me

Found in the whispers and glances

of once upon a time chances

Now turned into fate’s dances

Each time we kiss.


(Inspired by the video showing a first kiss between strangers (I’ve watched it about 4 times :D). Search “First Kiss” by Tatia Pllieva on YouTube )

I Try

I try

not to cry

I try

not to choke

But the feelings I feel

are no simple joke

Thoughts of you

set my heart racing

The sound of your voice

gets me pacing

The time seems so short

The distance not too far

But my heart doesn’t know that

A breath away from me

is still not near enough

I try

not to cry

When I think

Of how long it’s been

I try

Not to sink

Into the deep end of missing you

But a day away from you

Is like a day without a part of me

Time passes so slowly

when we’re apart you see

One of life’s unsolved mysteries

You’re There

and I’m Here

I try,

Not to cry


Not to miss you

Not too much.

The Dark

I used to be afraid of the dark.

Not anymore.

I love the way it envelopes me like in a long-lost lover’s embrace.

It covers my imperfections, my foolish mistakes, it covers my shame. It does not judge me.

The darkness is my confidante, my partner in crime, my best friend.

In the dark I’m safe. Hidden from accusing stares, pointing fingers, judging whispers

Here I’m free to be

In the darkness my emotions run free.


The darkness is my haven