Biographical Stories

Meet Den Mum. She is a self-contained arsenal running on calm, a "Hobbit-Elf" with cerulean eyes, and a woman possessing a thread of classic European elegance running staunchly through her bones. She survives on a precise matrix of sugar-free flavored waters, regular Shopee vitamin orders, and a fierce dedication to the Golden Rule Protocol. Having survived a childhood of psychological combat zones and a catastrophic system crash of familial loss, Den Mum has built an unyielding, sovereign fortress of peace. She has zero patience for the "Tedious Baseline" of her peers, corporate ego loops, or the superficial drama of the modern dating pool. Navigating the harried, roaring intersections of Bangkok, teaching a swarthy crew of young piratey ESL students, and running forensic audits on everything from British television satires to the un-kosher logistics of cheeseburgers, Den Mum is finally coming into her own. She's not looking for a corporate compromise. She's tracking a rare, high-fidelity frequency: My Person/Mr. Exemplary-a checkmate matching soul to share the handlebars of life with, if anyone at all. Equal parts dry, deadpan comedy and fiercely poignant emotional stewardship, "How Not to Marry a Welshman (and Other Success Stories) is a deeply unique, slow-burn biographical journey about stepping out of survival mode, healing from the wreckage of the past, and mapping out a multifaceted galaxy of one's own. Moving from high-concept cultural critiques to turning a frantic "fridge-dash" leftovers mess into culinary alchemy, "How Not to Marry a Welshman (and other Success Stories)" is a witty, raw, and fiercely sovereign story of neurodivergent survival, profound healing, and finding/founding a fortress of peace entirely on your own terms.

never really wrote before, nor have I attempted to write like this.

A collection of stories from my life. I will try my best with structure, but the chaos of life will try its best to prevent that.

I was challenged by @itsSoRhetoric to share 20 random things about myself. I've never been one to turn down a challenge, so here goes nothing...

Going over how automation counterintuitively improves the artistic expression of the self given the historical significance of the camera, and what it can tell us about the future of art/the artist given AI. This work is largely creative so if you take note of inaccuracies or that it's particularly informal/narrative based, then that's why. Given how close in line it is with non fiction, I did ultimately put it in the non fiction category...

A collection of essays and rants, inspired and taken from a series that I have been writing for several years concerning this subject. A stirring account of how certain issues are poisoned by organized religions and why we as a society would be much better off without them.

Based on a true story A book about a Regular man who's life has changed for what. he.has. done.

A somewhat bio of what I've gone through in life. For those who know me at school, you're most likely involved. For those who don't, welcome to my little slice of lifetime I've experienced. Also, all the stories told in this book are my ACTUAL events in life. Please don't abuse the book or content in anyway, as you offend me, and my existence in doing so.

A collection of stories. My life, simplified

Just the memories if a girl constantly trying to be a better person.

Through all the ups and downs of life, It follows ones love and strife. Life through another's eyes, Hearing their truths and lies. Now read if you dare If you want your heart to care.

story of a beggar who saw it all , earned it and lost everything thing before he died ...

An Autobiographical story of my personal life

There was confusion in the eyes of the seven year old Surangi as they dipped mango leaves into the sandal-turmeric paste to anoint her. She did not know what marriage meant, she was just told that she would move into a new home in a village far away and Yashoda mami would be her mother-in-law. Fighting back tears she clutched her carved sandalwood doll, trying not to miss her mother Kaveri whose recent demise had prompted her father to agree to the alliance between Surangi and Madhav, the eleven year old son of Raghav, Kaveri's distant cousin. Shridhar knew he could not bring up his daughter alone. He was constantly under pressure to take a new bride to bear him the much desired son as his late wife had only left behind a daughter. He chose to marry little Surangi off in accordance with the custom of the day rather than leave her at the mercy of a step-mother.