The DarkSide



 
With inflamed eyes he looked at the manifestation that stood in front of him. Even his clone dreaded his appearance. He dressed every day for a celebration called homicide. Mayhem is where he belonged. His Fate was to inflict pain where ever he walked, in fact he breaded on it. Hatred for the human race was just, because he was badly broken once.

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  1. Unknown2 June 2017 at 20:57

    Well Written but Life is really Beautiful.

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    1. Unknown2 June 2017 at 21:02

      Thank you @ Amit Desai.
      Indeed life is beautiful, but there's a flip side to it which needs to be showcased.

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  2. Unknown3 June 2017 at 00:15

    The darkness cannot drive darkness only love can....so let the love of u n ur loving wife shine ur entire world

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    1. Unknown3 June 2017 at 01:05

      Love has the power to cure and heal wounds like nothing else. Having said that, this article is a portrayal of a ruthless Slayer. Nothing related to my personal life.

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    2. Ankit Uday Basrur3 June 2017 at 02:03

      Superawesome! Those inflamed eyes instill fear as it sees through the corruption of soul. There's nothing to hide from the dark side. Full power bro! You are one crazy chaotic writer! Keep rocking!! Awaiting the next mayhem!!

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    3. Unknown3 June 2017 at 02:16

      I see a spark in your writing Ankit. Your words are vigor for my next piece. Thanks for showering your love on my post brother.

      🙏🙏

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  3. Saviona Lima3 June 2017 at 09:56

    Well written yogendra.. The future novelist 😊

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    1. Unknown3 June 2017 at 10:14

      😃 Thank you so much ... I hope I reach that stature some day.... It will be an achievement in itself.

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  4. Unknown3 June 2017 at 10:09

    Wow! Awesome write up Yogi. Looking forward to more.

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    1. Unknown3 June 2017 at 10:14

      Thanks Manish. Next blog coming soon. 😉😉😉

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  5. Anonymous3 June 2017 at 10:12

    Nice . Keep writing .
    A spark has crackled ..and soon a volcano shall arise breaking open its deepest pains it has endured for ages ...

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    1. Unknown3 June 2017 at 10:17

      I see my reflection in this comment. Thank you so much for your appreciation. Would like to know your identity.

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    2. Anonymous3 June 2017 at 10:24

      Bhai hain tera . Sandesh Gawai

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  6. Sameer Parab3 June 2017 at 10:14

    Well written bro!

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  7. Unknown3 June 2017 at 10:15

    Great write up Yogendra .. Very well described .. The emotions of someone who has been heart broken has been perfectly penned down by you ..
    But I'd write a line frm my husbands fav song - "we're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again"
    All the best .. Awaiting the next write up ..

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    1. Unknown3 June 2017 at 10:19

      Thank you Mrs. Joshi.

      Your husband is a lucky man to have you.

      Cheers 🙌🙌

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    2. Unknown3 June 2017 at 10:21

      Lucky indeed !! :)

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  8. Unknown3 June 2017 at 10:58

    Very well written brother.. hoping for more..

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  9. Unknown3 June 2017 at 11:00

    Thank you so much Mihir, I will soon share my work.

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  10. Unknown3 June 2017 at 21:20

    Well written sir..😎😎😎

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  11. Unknown4 June 2017 at 05:09

    Hey Yogendra, your words are pure Gold.. Great depiction.. Keep it up bro.. More power to you.. Cheerz.!! :)

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    1. Unknown4 June 2017 at 05:35

      Your appreciation means a lot bro!! Cheers.... Join the gang soon.🤗🤗

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  12. Nitesh Agrawal4 June 2017 at 06:13

    Feeling scary, well discribe the carater....

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    1. Unknown4 June 2017 at 07:25

      He's a terror.... On the mother Earth.
      Thank you Nitesh :)

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  13. Unknown4 June 2017 at 08:30

    Well written bro.

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  14. Unknown4 June 2017 at 08:31

    Well written bro.

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  15. Nishit4 June 2017 at 09:02

    sirji!You should seriously think of 'writing' as your career. Chodh do job... kuch nahi rakha is moh maya me ��.

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    1. Unknown4 June 2017 at 09:43

      Haha.... Kaash yeh itna easy hota. But yes!! I m thinking in the same direction. I want to take up writing professionally. Would require your love and assistance in spreading the word.

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  16. Unknown4 June 2017 at 12:47

    Great work Yogi!!..keep writing..

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  17. Unknown4 June 2017 at 19:52

    Thanks Ak.

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  18. Unknown7 June 2017 at 06:58

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  19. Unknown7 June 2017 at 06:59

    Very well written and very thoughtful. I look forward to reading more of your work my friend. All the best and may you excel in this as well as you have in various other endeavour in your life.

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  20. Unknown7 June 2017 at 07:08

    That's a great motivation Manas. Thank you so much. I will try to keep you entertained with my writing.

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  21. Unknown8 June 2017 at 02:08

    Really an inspiring one..

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  22. Unknown8 June 2017 at 03:38

    thank you garik...

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  23. Anonymous8 June 2017 at 03:52

    Well said yogi

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  24. Rick9 June 2017 at 11:00

    Very well written again, looking forward for your next blog, writer in making for sure..do well yogi

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  25. Unknown9 June 2017 at 11:28

    Thanks Rick, your appreciation will make me work harder towards my goal.

    Thanks for the love

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  26. Anonymous10 June 2017 at 11:27

    Sensational​ piece of matter ! Hope to see more on ur blogs keep it up..

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    1. Unknown10 June 2017 at 19:50

      Thank you anonymous !! There's one more piece along with this by the name of eternal souls. Please check that too :)

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  27. Bhanumati Bichakal13 June 2017 at 02:52

    Actually well described. There are many souls that fight the fight alone. Hope is the only thing that gives them the courage to do so!

    Impressive by the way!!! Way to go!

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  28. Unknown13 June 2017 at 03:10

    thanks Bhanumati....
    grt words : )

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  29. Unknown19 June 2017 at 23:46

    amazing well written n hope ur upcomings may be also best of best keep going on.

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  30. Unknown20 June 2017 at 00:11

    thank you so much.... i will try to put more efforts in the next article.

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  31. Anonymous2 August 2017 at 02:30

    Well Written Yogendra!!!

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  32. Anonymous17 September 2017 at 06:48

    was good but seems only a into

    Yogesh

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    1. Unknown18 September 2017 at 11:04

      These are all charcters which have their own life. I just tried to present them in the most impactful way.

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