He arrived at the stadium where the guards asked him for the ticket, he pulled it out from in between his trousers and waist, it tore in two pieces along the fold,
I had carried her on my lap through the demolished town which had been buzzing with life and elan just a day back, all that happiness and life seemed so very obsolete, like some long lost dream,
I have many unfulfilled dreams and aspirations at the far end of my sojourn here, but this realization, that I have been of some help to somebody makes me feel good.
When you are suffering from insomnia, you are never really awake, nor are you asleep. It’s like you are always in a trance. He didn’t know when he went to sleep. But he woke up, on time the next morning, like a machine,
He unlocked the door of his one room flat. And his little daughter came running to him. He picked her up on his lap. He had named her Shreya after the girl he loved.
You probably don’t remember me, but I am that person, whom you loved the most at one point of time, and I am that person only who still loves you more than anything else.
Perhaps it is the same with our lives, we consider something dead without even checking if they are still alive in us or not, we give up even before trying it. A family story
That night I felt a bit more relaxed. I knew that I had committed an ignominious crime, I should have felt sad and scared. But none of such feelings occurred to me.
But putting aside all these depressed talks aside, our friendship remained as strong and close as ever. Even I helped him in convincing his crush, that he is one of the best.
Happy New Year is story of a girl. The day she was born was most precious day in her mother’s life, but the worst in her father’s and his parents’ because she was a girl.