15 tips to become a skilled content writer

I'm starting out with new section within my blog where I will be giving valuable insights to all those readers, writers and social media enthusiasts to become a better writer! Here I'm simply providing you the links of the slideshows and please do visit to gain knowledge. However, this will work both ways when you will share with me your insights of the writing and publishing media industry. I'd love to hear your comments, suggestions, requests to make me write from better to best of all worlds. 

So, here is my first slideshow link that will help you to become a skilled content writer:

http://www.slideshare.net/sheetalm8/15-tips-to-become-a-skilled-content-writer-57140916



http://www.slideshare.net/sheetalm8/11-musthave-tools-to-help-you-work-faster-write-better

A short heartbroken poem

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A year without you

It was drizzling outside, so are my eyes!

Memories were rolling down my cheeks knowing that you won’t come back!

Memories and tears are what left behind!

You don’t know every night I cried!

Days were passing only to make me a year old!

Those memories spent with you are long back sold!

No more hugs, no more kisses!

A year without you feels like living in desert!

One liners quotes that spark emotions real quickly!

My creative mind doesn't stop thinking about creative lines that keep linger in my mind every night. My mind has to have food to chew on and until I don’t play with my words I don’t get the satisfaction I want. I love writing articles, short stories, poems, one liners and almost everything. I'm still working on how to write a novel and it may take a year or so. But till the time these one liners by me would keep you entertained. 

Hey, why not go ahead and use these one liners as your Watsapp, Facebook, Twitter status or Instagram post? (P.S. Make sure that you give an appropriate credit with whom you share with) Please do share with your friends and family and share your experience when your shared with others and what comments you received and I would love to hear that. So here I go with the number of one liners that I’ve written and designed with the help of Textgram:

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The above is one of my favourites as I just imagined myself a sugar candy (Hahaha) Kiddin! By the way, sheetalm8 is my id name for all my social accounts!

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Above one liner I posted on my Instagram! Although I received likes but nobody could tell me the meaning of this one liner when I popped question in the above post itself. Now you people should tell me what I meant to say in this post!

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All right! Most people found the above one-liner has flirtatious meaning in it, but it's more than that if you could find the deep meaning in it!

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The one liner expresses my personal experience as I love dancing a lot!

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Romantic quotes

Can't beat this one with any of these one-liners!

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Last but not the least, the picture behind this post is one of the oldest pictures in my collection that I kept with me for more than 10 years! The drawing is quite romantic and so is my one-liner! The one-liner and the drawing have blended perfectly. Isn't it? Now honestly tell me girls how many of you have dreamt like this? Blushing ha? I myself too!

Words that trigger story in your mind!

Hello all, 

Do you know power words? What do they do when they trigger in your mind? Do they influence you to write a strongly-woven thought or a story? Yes, that is the power of words. If you take some time off to flip through some pages of my blog, you'll see an ample number of stories. That's what the words boost my brain to weave story. Most stories that I've written and published on my blog are written during night time. Words are simply amazing! Today, the post that I'm publishing revolves around only one word that is 'Blanket' and I finished writing a story! I would love to hear your stories as well and would like to know what is that word that triggered a story in your mind! Till then I just want you to just chill and read this story!

P.S I've written that word in bold letters that triggered me to write this story! 

A blanket

The roads, cars, roofs and corners of the busiest New York City were blanketed by snow. A fire melts her coldness for some time but as she wrapped herself with a blanket she felt warmer.

Aaliya's mother was busy packing her daughter’s bag as she was being sent away to the boarding school and she didn’t know how long it would take to see her daughter again. It could take 4-5 months or it could take a year. A tear rolled down on her cheek as she packed her bag with a blanket. Aaliya entered the room running towards her mom. She took Aaliya in her arms and said, “This blanket would give the warmth whenever you need it” and she meant it.

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A roadside beggar could feel the chilly weather and he thought to himself that the weather would really kill him. Even a thought of dying in chilly weather made him shiver more and so he pulled his torn blanket and covered himself. He turned to the other side and slept in his tiny hut.

Margarita was feeling nostalgic during the Christmas. She got up from her chair and opened the cupboard. She took the blanket out. While her mind flooded with memories her blanket soaked with her tears. The blanket was a gift from her grandma who died one year back.

A blanket can be a memory, a cover that protect from chilly weather; provides much-needed warmth, a gift or simply a blanket. There is a story behind every blanket, what yours?

 

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After a long time I wrote poetry

After a long time, my words weaved a poetry and I hope you'll like so! you can also check one of the old poetries of mine! Till then enjoy!

Lots of love, 

Sheetal Aka Sheena 

I need you

Those were the days when you used to cuddle me and my teddy remained alone in the shelf but now I cry a lot and hug a teddy remembering you!

We hugged, kissed and walked hand in hand, but now I walk alone and cross the busy roads where I feel empty!

My toast get burnt and coffee becomes bitter as my mind wanders somewhere,

my mom asks where m I and I don’t have answer!

My friends keep giggling during the movie scene, but my heart weeps bitterly from inside. Where did I leave my smile?

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I take flights by my own. I accomplish my work and come home.

My festivals are dried and my selfies are blurred. Where m I going dude?

Do you have answer for these? Movie tickets are torn and my tears have gone, but my heart remained aching and my fears keep shaking!

I know some day I’ll get married, but do you think I will be loving?

Compromise and adjustment, the heavy words will support my life, but m I wrong if I say ‘I need you’ for my whole life?  

Reflection of my thoughts

They say, everything is fair in love and war. And my life, I feel it’s a war and I am in love with my own life.

                My heart is broken and torn and people think that I am still seeing someone…. When people can’t see my pain but they can imagine things about my life like anything. Be it in my office or anywhere, thanks to God that he made me this way that people keep making perceptions about me and keep  making me popular… even though they don’t know the real in me and they want me to be little talkative and bold. Why to do so?

                I love the way I enjoy myself in music (that’s what the Capricorns are made) I love the way enjoy partying and dancing and late-night outings, I love shopping at all time… I love the way I look myself… sometimes I just like to flow with whatever comes in my life!

I love being aloof and lonely… but sometimes I love attention… but I am not the one who can do anything just to grab attention.

I love my independence; I love myself the way I am. God gave me obstacles throughout my life but I loved the way I struggle to get over it.

I don’t talk much, I don’t laugh much but once I start I can’t stop myself. I do lots of masti with my close friends … I love late-night watching movies and doing experiment with my cooking. I love to be with my friends and family… I love to play with my niece and small children. That’s the way Capricorns shyly express their naughtiness and just like other normal human being I do cry in the night! 

I love to experiment with my life, being the youngest one in my family I am the most problematic child of my parents but I love to keep challenging myself and I am really thankful to my God that initial stages of my life when I was so young – as a 12yrs old innocent and playful child, He made my life so tough that I became strong yet emotional throughout all these years. Nobody knows you well until you know yourself very well.

People think that I have an attitude, it shows on my face…… yes I have an attitude, so what? WHAT’S YOUR PROBLEM, GUYS? I love to throw it, but I am not a spoilt child...

I am dusky but cute you know and yes evergreen young that’s what Capricorns are known for. I love to dance on my favourite tunes... I guess, I get serious face when it comes to work... and people say I am very restricted and silent. But this is I am and you will have to accept me as I am!

                Nobody knows when I start enjoying, I enjoy and when I am serious…. I am serious. When I say no its no only and when I say yes … its yes. When I will do that means I am going to do that thing no matter what will happen or how much time it will take

I do what I want, I aim for what I want, I challenge myself whenever I want and I follow what I have been told…. That what true Capricorns do. What do I do, that’s the way God has made me.  That’s me… I am what I am …!!!

Sheetal

Take me to the home tonight

Hello, 

People, 

I hope you all are doing fine. In the ocean of work I'm almost drowning and still trying to dive in it so that I could get some time and jot down my words. So I plotted yet another love story, and hope you would once again love it. 

Till then, keep reading, 

Lots of love and kisses, 

Sheetal 

Take me to the home tonight

Day 28, Feb (Year 2008)

We started dating each other. He was loving, caring and understanding man I ever dated in my life. The table was booked for two of us. After a hearty candle-light dinner, we indulged in a casual talk. Out of a sudden, he got up from his chair and bent down on his knees. He proposed me. Oh yes, I said big yes to him and whispered, “take me to the home tonight”!

We went to his flat and he took me to his bedroom. As we were moving to our love making session, the rose petals under us were crushing gently.

Day 2, January 2009

After one year of dating, we got married. Every night he would pick me in his arms and would take to the bed sometimes to make love, sometimes to cajole me, sometimes to pamper me and sometimes it was just chit-chat that would go for hours. He used to take me in his arms just like a child and would shower lots of love and care on me.

Day 28th, Nov 2009

My labor pains started and so once again my husband took me in his arms, lifted me up and put me in the car while I was wailing in pain. He drove as fast as he could and yes, I was still in my husband’s arms and landed up on the hospital bed.

I gave a birth to a lovely baby girl. That was the happiest and proudest moment in our life.

Day 17th, Sep 2013

4 years of marriage my baby was grown to 3 and half-year-old girl wise enough to understand whether I was in pain or not. I could not gather the courage to see my reflection in the mirror nor I had the energy to get up and do anything by my own. I was diagnosed with cancer and it was wreaking havoc on my body.

Lying on that typical white bed sheet of the hospital uselessly became a daily routine of me. The doctors lost hopes and they couldn’t do anything further as it was the last stage of cancer as well as last few days of my life.

My husband would come daily in the hospital and would stay by my side all night. Whenever required he would pick me in his arms, do the cleaning of mine and many other things. He would try his best to make me comfortable as much as possible. I was bald, shattered, and lethargic and my life became aimless but still a hope would lurk in my eyes whenever I used to see my husband.

I was tired of everything and wanted to go home, relax, live life peacefully. I stared out of the window; I saw a full moon and the stars. My husband came to say goodnight and he kissed my forehead. I signaled him to come near me as much as he could and that night I whispered in his ears, “take me to the home, tonight” and I closed my eyes!

 

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