Ahmad a small country boy lived a simple life until an unsuspecting man from China stumbled into his home.
Those words killed my spirit because I thought he loved me , then it clicked he just wanted me for the benefits
We struggle in silence, he’s old and sick but still has more strength than me. finally I reach for my knife and slash at his hand.
Suddenly a mysterious force compelled me to go inside straight to the kitchen, I heard as if my great grandmother whispered into my ears
But the rope which had been found in Deepan’s room by the police, was a piece of evidence that even they would have a hard time handling.
Their sky was cloaked in a never ending darkness, the moon painted blood red, and the trees purple as well as the sea.
These people were assassins. I knew, I was in a pickle and I took almost no money with me, to prevent robbery. One pulled out a blade.
We got separated from each other because of some “misunderstanding”, I loved you and you loved me but then we parted ways. Destiny was very nice to me it gave me back you and I was happy.
This is a Hindi family story which contains an usual breakup, rift in kinship, hard work and an untwisted practical end.
It wasn’t thinking of Michael’s eating habits that made him laugh, but Lisa’s laughter itself. Just like with Carol, he thought.