The lake was placid that day. Its water level receding day by day as the summer heat became harsh. No soul dared to venture in this scorching heat
Last Walk
Published by Atul in category Love and Romance with tag lake | lost | Love | walk
Author: Atul
I reside and work in Chandigarh. I love to read and write.
Last Walk
Lynching
I was feeding my two-month-old son Zahir when I heard frightening chants of “Jai Shri Ram” in front of our housing society in Ahemdabad, Gujarat in 2002
