Does Santa really exist, Grandpa? My friends told he is imaginary and nothing more than a mirage. Please tell the truth, Grandpa.
After some persuading, we went to the cave and sure enough, the evil wizard was fuming with anger. After a long battle, I locked him up in the cell
“Am I really mad for being patriotic even when it’s not Independence Day? Are Indians really Indians only on two days of the year?”
Editor’s Choice: Those would be the ten days, when utter rivalry unleash all boundaries and reach the pinnacle of insanity. Their famous war began, accidentally, 3 years ago.
I am going to do good anyway. If others don’t like it, what can I do about that? But in general, I still think, good doesn’t always happen to you,
My head was spinning due to all that tension as i had my breakfast. My mother, being well accustomed to my mood swings, knew what was troubling me.
This is the Hindi story of a small boy Babloo who goes out on a rainy day to run an errand but his heart is lost in the beauty of the nature. What happens when he meets his friend Sarjoo on the way?
That day, he was looking for a rightful heir and wasn’t disappointed because he met a kindhearted boy. And now that he’s gone, he left everything he possessed under your name.
‘Jessel’ was back in his newspaper. The children crowded around him and said ‘Hello AB de Villiers.’ ‘Hello’ he said. Then he slapped his mouth.
We both couldn’t wait until the summertime came around. We were headed to the country to live with our grandparents.