Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
Life is what we live and we should not live it with the persuasion of others. This Hindi story of a girl named ‘Vedika’ can clear all your misconception about Life.
I am still clueless of the answer of your sudden departure. You should have not done that, you see I die everyday, inside me erupts a volcano of feelings to be shared with you.
Life is all about pursuing what we Love. And sometimes amidst this dissipated world we forget about what we are and what we want to be. We just move on with this world.
Sometimes some unexpected people teach us the prestigious chapters of life and we tend to remember them for the rest of our life. She was one expected person.
You’re still not in this world, but I assure you, you will be the best thing ever happening to me. Whoever you will be, may be a son or daughter I promise you, you will be my proudest child,
How did I turned flaccid to such an extent that I am not able to share what I feel to anyone. Why do I keep it to myself. If not to the people around me, who do I share my thoughts with?
I was born to be writer. I was born to impress the audience with my talent. I was born to flood the ink stains on the white piece of paper lucidly so that people can feel me.
It was the first time they were so close to each other. They kept staring at each other like they had never seen each other before. Soon they were close enough
We did each and everything what a brother and sister of same blood does. For the first time I started to enjoy a company of a sister.
A rose wasnt something expensive that I would have gifted her. But then love does’nt need something expensive. It just needs two loyal hearts.
