Priceless Presents.
Christmas has quietly come and gone. Some markets made gains via unique offers. Festivals, as we know bring joy. But what makes it joyful? Are the systems that we created really meant to create prosperity?
Priceless Presents.
Christmas has quietly come and gone. Some markets made gains via unique offers. Festivals, as we know bring joy. But what makes it joyful? Are the systems that we created really meant to create prosperity?
What happens in courts? There's a case, lawyers debate, a judge decides, there's evidences and a guilty. Everybody thinks they got the spotlight. But who's really running the show? What is binding a case and makes it successful?
What happens when a generation raised on infinite scroll tries to find finite meaning?
Loopy Chaos isn't some great Shakespeare stuff. No flowery verses about sunsets.
This is what gets written at 2 AM when the algorithm won't let you sleep.
Who doesn't love imagination?
Those childhood vacations, when one hour felt like an entire lifetime and one night felt like a paradise in dreams, are just too good to imagine.
Often themes of romance coincide with, starry nights and shooting stars.
What if we bring such an imagination to this era of scrolls, when the night sky in top tier cities is full of light pollution?
This is a work of Satire on modern 'cash crop' outlets and is meant to be taken in a fun manner.
What happens when a Karate master who is tired after training, sips a cup of Latte? I've put some of these weird thoughts, in form of a poem... that'll probably make you react with a smirk, probably.
I love writing poems, and often call myself a 'poet' to be cool. I don't write flowery proses like Shakespeare, because apparently I'm a different person with my own style, right people? I get a thought, which I simply jot down on this online manuscript.
It sometimes reaches you, sometimes not,
We've read a lot of poems in our pastime, or atleast a few boring ones that schools often prompt us to read and remember. Those verses of Shakespeare? They aren't awful. We just never felt them, for the textbooks were nonetheless, boring...
04.10.2025
Hello Everybody,
Following my recent update on Pradhyumna Nittala (my personal blog), I wanted to formally welcome you to Curious Herald, which is now evolving into a space for both new thought-provoking stories and in-depth poems.
Manas and Tejas, two mutual friends, one believing intellect, while one was a muscle guy.
One day, they both from the vicinity of their natives during summer vacations have a short conversation on a phone call. What do you think is the conclusion of this phone call? Another argument, or a glimpse of friendship?
Inspired by a Real Haunted Incident
Disclaimer: This is not a true story and is a pure inspired work of fiction. If there has been any mention of real names or places, it was pure coincidence.
Enjoy this work, horror enthusiasts! What a start it is... Let's see how it ends.
Cover page of the book launched on Amazon :) What happens when a generation raised on infinite scroll tries to find finite meaning? Loopy Ch...