I remembered all the moments we had together from the moment I first met her. How happy we both were together!
I was not intending to mean that I’m a great artist or something, but someone with a very little knowledge in art. They say ignorance is better than half knowledge
The day I went to join in the fifth standard. It was raining like this on that day too. However, is this rain as same and beautiful as that old one…?
Editor’s Choice: It was evening. I was sitting impatiently in the deserted corner of the City Coffee House. A magical golden yellow hue spread across
She was the elegant Princess and I was the artist shepherd boy in our fairy tales. I called her Lux and she called me Nandan. She was my soul mate