THE SALATON TAP

As a lanky 23 year old guy with literally no arrows in his quiver of charms it was very strange that I could just be about to get into a conversation with a beautiful young lady and she would hopefully not be discussing the segmentation error that she just can’t seem to solve.

ONAE

The vendor threw the last newspaper of his enormous bundle on the verandah of the last house in the estate. He hopped onto his...

MY HOME

This was supposed to be our happy day…the one we smile genuinely, the one we spend talking about how I he lifted me in the kitchen and almost burned us both, the one he found out he was going to be a father and couldn’t stop smiling. He wasn’t supposed to die today.