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The Musing Quill

A Blog on Writing, Poetry, Stories and Books.

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From the Tides of Life

The Joy of Giving

Certain lessons of life run in your veins, like blood. Mother always said, that by giving, you grow. So we ought not think about what we give away, just give. Help those who have to struggle for the things you... Continue Reading →

If…

If words could release the rues I’d write a 1000 page book If tears could beat the woes I’d cry out an ocean and more If pores of the skin could subsume the deluge I’d plug each pore with grit... Continue Reading →

A Casual Tirade

People, stop writing about how blogging is great, how good people are to you, just how much you love writing… STOP! STOP! STOP! We know you care for the word. All of us do. And that’s why we’re here. That’s... Continue Reading →

Wistful

Remember those days when all we fought about were pencils and crayons? When pages were canvasses of trials and temptation of the coming together of ink and paper? ♥ Remember those days when all we cared about were the paper... Continue Reading →

Tangerine

When she got married, her mother spent sleepless nights. Oblivion engulfed her mornings, tea went cold each time, cups were returned to the kitchen counter, unbelievably from a tea-addict like her. ♥ Her favorite dishes, sweet and sour, left untouched... Continue Reading →

Resolutions

Be kind to others Or pledge to transform yourself ~~~ Make someone smile each day Or travel the globe ~~~ Teach someone to write Or read a million words ~~~ Fall in love Or make peace with your past ~~~... Continue Reading →

Nostalgic

Why do birthdays bring a wave of nostalgia? Pondering as much as I am, I can only rejoice in the sudden rush of emotions the memories have fetched, leaving me nostalgic. It’s my little sister’s birthday today and once again... Continue Reading →

Second Chances

She is on the brink of adulthood, with much that life can give her. If only she gave it a second chance. But will she? A friend's cousin, yet to be 16, attempted ending her life. I've never met or... Continue Reading →

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