This is a story of two old folks who live in solitude.It
describes how rain brought magic into their lives, a gift
that brought joy, love and smiles into their lives !!!
Bustling horns and dusty loos with spinned up mind,Taxed and bored was me to take a break from this agony.To my way to the natures lap with limitless sky and green carpets,How I wondered the magic …...
Too often we get caught up in our busy schedules that we forget to notice the life around you, the people around you. I am guilty as anyone of tuning out the world in this manner. A short time ago...
This is my heart for you and everyone out there. All through my life and even in this pretty right moment while I’m typing my mind, I have gone through loads of phases like each and everyone in thi...
The grumpy old mango tree has hundreds of stories knitted to Ritika’s mind. The wind that blew within the clustered branches gave a soothing flash of childhood memories in her mind. The wind was al...
Tears rolled down her cheeks at the sight of the empty bed and accessories of her deceased 8 year old son. Gita could not relieve herself out of her plundered fate that wiped whole happiness…...
See her, wandering through the cobbled roadway; for her roaming the boulevard was the fate; Never had any seen her sleeping under a hay ; Creep-ed to hell drenched in hate . sh…...