There was the time I used to live, Stepping against my past and beholding my future, Just as I m swirling in my present; but , Now is the time I carry
Author: Sana_khan
A truthful game of destiny
Nobody would ever be able to know what’s in the store of destiny for them and what we never expect, may emerge as the biggest surprise of our destiny.The true side of a simple yet amazing Hindi love story
An undelivered letter
Mother its not just a word nor a position it’s a world within itself :a life giving lives. Those wrinkles on your face, those fine lines, those rough patches and that improper physique you carried just for me .
