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Suhasini, by now had a change of mind about pet animals – a cat or a dog; kitten or puppies. The animals were not by themselves any pounding headache. It was all our attitude towards them that mattered.
How could he think like that? Calling me for a coffee. Taking advantage of my situation. I was tensed and my mind was swirling with the possibilities of pranks he could do with me?
I really loved him, still do and will continue always. I can never ever replace him. Maybe we were not destined to live together. God has other plans for us.
Her heart cried for one last meeting with the child, she emptied the toffees out of her trousers pocket and sat with a grim face for some time.
When I saw her crying after school, my heart got broken. But I was unable to do anything. I couldn’t even hold her and help her to get over it. I failed in my second chance !
My mom’s aunt took it as a nuisance. She gave the job to two others and they also returned it back to her as they also faced the similar incident even during daytime.
The feature that scared Bhimnath in the monstrosity he saw before him was the jet black patches of hair growing out on the palm. The Man or Thing or whatever it was, dropped the note.
A poetry reflecting the farewell thoughts of the little princess Kunti as she tearfully sets her newborn son Karna floating in the rivers of Ganga.
Next day they both skip college and go to the bank of Ganges to discuss the business plan. Purshottam tells Esh that he wants to make shoes which Britishers and Indians will wear.
This hindi poem highlights the feelings of a poetess when she was in a dilemma that whether she walks hand to hand with this society or not . And at last she decided to go with it.