He always watches the path as he passes by every time, determined to travel on the unknown path and to find out what is present in there.
Author: srinathsrinivasan
THE ORIGIN OF THE PORTRAIT
Sandeep got up and set foot out of the car but as soon as the rain drops touched him he started to melt as if it was not water but acid that fell on him.
The Portrait
They went back to the main room only to find the portrait hung on the wall without a scratch and there were three men on it Nikhil, Surya, Niketh.
A Collection of Short Poems
Your eyes are beautiful and so blue,You are the form of beauty no one knew,Wish I could stick to you like some glue,My love for you would always be true.
