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One fine Samosa by NotenSMSK, literature

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One fine Samosa

One should definitely try a samosa. Its crunchy outer shell breaking against your teeth to let the flavors strike… however don’t buy just anything that is sold off the curb in the middle of the busy market for the people sitting around in semicircular (certainly unstable) benches, sipping tea and enjoying the samosa while watching the news are not sitting there because of the savory appetizer. It is because they don’t have much else to do. So unless those are the ranks one would like to join, I would recommend avoiding the temptation of eating just any samosa and beg it be treated more like Sushi – in the image that ea

Swindlers lesson - if caught by NotenSMSK, literature

Another hot day by NotenSMSK, literature

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Another hot day

Stirring from within, he felt the calloused arm sizzle further in the rays that crisped up the ground besides him. It was as if among the roars of the passing wind, and the distant, indistinguishable screeches and screams the ground too was blistering, was churning up and disintegrating, calling out for someone to shade it. “Not today you don’t…” the man replied through gasping breaths, replying to the sand that shifted with the wind, letting fresher layers unearth. He chuckled at the irony and looked around for any sort of shade. The trench he was huddled in was of no use in the matter – or at least at that spe

The Moon's Tales by NotenSMSK, literature

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The Moon's Tales

The foreboding recurrence of the moon's shadow creates fables while dancing over the lakes surface. The creatures of night, with their mischievous glow - illuminate the lake for the children of the forest. And as the fortnight approaches its end - hearts bound by the tale beg for more tales to tell. Yet the moon loves all children to allow discontent so the new moon rises with yet another tale to dispel.

Albeit I'm polite by NotenSMSK, literature

Romanticizing by NotenSMSK, literature

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Romanticizing

She approached him as he sat on the bed. Her knee pushed into the plush foam, sagged due to the abuse of over use. Her digits entwined as her elbows rested on his shoulders. The pressure sunk him into the doughy mattress. “Romanticizing are we?” His lips were parted; his eyes stared blankly at the cold wall. It was a cold blank wall, no paint ever applied to peel away, no picture ever hung to be taken off. It took a moment for his lips to connect, for him to clear his throat and mind, and reply. “Not really… just wondering about the possibilities of where we could be…” Her arms slid forward as her hands

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The Sorrow of the Leaves by Chezzy-Am, literature

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The Sorrow of the Leaves

The light, decanted by the leaves - 'tis diffused, A scattering barely seen from the ground; Perhaps the greed of a few, who were crowned By the light are blessed; the rest refused This need... Could be a thought - or a ruse: The leaves that are in the shadows still live; They manage themselves, the Sun need not give Any importance for their needs: disuse Has made them adapt to their surroundings. Just as a child who accepts the darkness, The leaves survive. And for this, adapting To what we think as Fate wrought in sadness, They are like their roof above: their callings Understood; more than us, who see far less.

Testing Positive for Love by QuirkyCuriousBex, literature

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Testing Positive for Love

I wanted you broken and dependent on me. I wanted you with a hate-filled lust that could never be satisfied. I wanted you—yes, you— you with your Jack Daniels grin and barefoot blue jean nights, you with your Bacardi-tipped breath and moonshine eyes, you with your body on the edge of the tub as you dropped acid, you with your Mary Jane brownies and speed-infused Red Bull, you with your hangovers where you cradled the toilet, your hair-covered face turned towards me, and sputtered “If I didn’t hate you so much, I’d marry you.” I wanted you with your rolls of cash after your coke runs, you with your hands

Ever After by AlwaysRainCheck, literature

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Ever After

Crumbs from a slice of life left behind to remember, eaten up by birds of the past. This way I lost one path, found a thousand white trees, a woman asleep pale as the moon, surrounded by stale tears. In dreams she waits; in reality I wonder: can I save her does she want my love still? I have no horse I have no reign. Nothing to give but a kiss and the rotting castle of my heart. Long shadows bruise the ground, as I let fear hold my hope. Around us poisonous roses bloom inviting - what kind of curse is to believe and lose, what kind of evil will promise and steal. The sad wolf of loneliness howls through skin and bones, I shiver cl

Weakness by LadyBrookeCelebwen, literature

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Weakness

Mama cried each time one of my younger siblings came up for review. I’m not sure how Mama herself passed the tests, given all those tears. I suppose she was pretty enough by the standards to make up for her failings in that particular part of the test. Still, it counted against me when it was time to marry. The best marriages were unavailable. They were afraid the weakness would pass through me. John was the only one of my siblings who I can remember enough to tell you his weakness. He didn’t meet the education standards for his group, because he lagged behind in speech as an infant and then didn’t understand math quickl

A cloud with its shoelaces untied by ArandomMoon, literature

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A cloud with its shoelaces untied

A cloud with its shoelaces untied Stopped To tie them. Bent down And down And down Lower and lower. Keeled over. A single tear fell out and then a rushing torrent. Putting his face up to the rain, A little boy looked at the interminable sky of blacks and grays His untied shoelaces hung by a noose into a cold rainwater puddle by his feet. He looked down to his shoes. Bended Kneeled over His tiny strong back unbending beneath the storm, He tied his shoelaces back together A soggy, neon green bow bounced on his feet And this little boy Walked on.

Once More I Remember by BreeMarie25, literature

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Once More I Remember

Memories are our past experiences that have left an impact on our lives. Our memories are what we hold dear to us so that we may reminisce the past because they make us who we are. I look back on my life and remember the banging of a door being opened then closed, the thunking of bags being dropped, and the building of tension in my seven year old body as I waited for my dad to bellow out, "Princess, I'm home!" at which I would come sprinting out of my bedroom and leap into his open arms, trying not to cry. He hugged me until I could not breathe any more, and then he set me down and kissed my tear soaked cheek. I gazed into my father

forgotten daughter and an empty ring box by poeticperfectionist, literature

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forgotten daughter and an empty ring box

I have a picture of you chasing me on a scooter and a handheld pinball machine you gave me when I was 7. I haven't seen your face since I was 9 years old and you gave me your cranberry juice in the hospital. I know you started a wheelchair racing club while you were there and the doctors had to create a new rule forbidding it. You met my mother in a ice cream shop and proposed to her on a ferry without the ring box. You were born July 7th in 1947 and you're living somewhere on the downtown east side in a wheelchair because you thought being homeless would be an adventure. I know that you were adopted and never met your birth parents. You ha

we had a promise made. by 91816119, literature

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we had a promise made.

Trembling tongues, the sunbeams splinter and scatter a thousand fragments solving themselves into solid form, so as to take your hand brush the cobwebs from your eyes in the dustbowl of my love the story unfurled itself in a tortured verse, broke its own spine and my words in a garbled mess spilled down my front spread their syllables across the floor where the memories can sweep them up: press them to your lips so you might taste their sense and understand why I still sleep on my side of the bed.

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Oct 17
Pakistan
Deviant for 11 years
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Hello people who took time enough to visit my profile. I am SMSK (name acronym)

I am a hobbyist artist as in sketcher, writer (poems, prose, songs) and sportsman. Never been much of the geek but have keen interest in stuff like Schrodinger's cat or black holes or STE (Random assortment that comes together to form me).

I might be considered a pessimist since I consider things in the generally accepted "negative" way but that is only to consider the worst case scenario's at hand. Other than that I am a fast talker who might sometimes say a little too much though it is not my intention.

Just to add a little more - I write based on any idea that pops into my mind. I do welcome critiques since they help me improve. I am strongly against bashing people and I hope people respect others.

Well that is all for today! I don't see the point in adding personal info that is not required here but if someone wants to "know me better" they are welcome to ask although I don't guarantee a perfect answer.

Now regarding my life on DA:

Do not ask for WATCH, fav, points. If you ask without us having any previous interaction I might probably not like the idea of doing so.

You can ask me for advice, be it emotional, related to DA, relating to getting more exposure or on making a group. I know I am not the perfect and most helpful guy but I do welcome discussions Oh and if you do want to get your art noticed check this article:
Get your art some attention on dA

I do have the slight inclination towards "fav for fav and comment for comment" although I will watch back when I feel the person is good enough.

I am founder of:

And Admin in the following groups:

There are certain deviants who are happy to lend a hand to new commers on dA. They could get information regarding it from namenotrequired

List of Journals regarding life on DA:

Getting Acquainted with dA

Managing Profile Page

Take care everyone and thank you for visiting my profile!

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Skillet, Eminem, Linkin Park, Noori, Ali Azmat

Favourite Books

Philip Pullman's Dark material trilogy, Series of unfortunate events, The Prophet

Favourite Writers

Rabindaranth Tagore, Khalil Jibran, Philip Pullman, Dan Brown

Favourite Games

Shadow Of the Colossus, Drake's fortune, Medievil, Devil May Cry

Favourite Gaming Platform

PS 3

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NotenSMSK

Mar 19, 2020

Life updates

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Everyone - as you know, I've not been around for more than 2 years. I've shifted 2 jobs, got married and have a son. I am still serious - very serious about writing and it is continuing but in lengthier projects. Am planning to be around here more - interact again with friends. Let me know what is going on in your lives.

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NotenSMSK

Apr 22, 2017

Officially back - message to all

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Hello everyone :wave: I have previously made journals and posted them yet I didn't stay true to the message and while I wanted to be back, I came here and then disappeared again. This time however (as some people might have noticed) I am back for sure. I will try to manage and balance things, due to which I might not be able to get back to everyone in a timely manner (like within the same day) and I might not be able to contact all old friends because at the moment things are still haywire. I am sending out comments and notes to people, and reducing my notifications. I might send you two notes because of the little disarray in management. How

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NotenSMSK

Nov 3, 2016

Seems like a lot has changed since I last made a journal - didn't have this status option then. And it also seems that many people have left, or unwatched my at the very least. Not that I am complaining; my own absence is to blame. However, I hope, a...