Our miraculous adventure had a strong hold in the village and for many days I had repeat the same story to Jako’s family and the village about how we survived the ordeal
The Rising Spirit!
I always loved reading. Reading stories of broken friendships, desperation in lives, failures in games, solitude around- all reminded me about my solemnity
Main Nanhi Si Gudia – Hindi Poems on Social Issues
She was a 5 year old girl child Mahi from Gurgaon. Her mother was crying but she couldn’t survive. She fell in to a bore-well
UNTOLD LOVE STORY : STRANGE BUT TRUE
i was a boy who hate reading and studying in school life. i still remember that my friends in the school use to wait for the library period and i use to bunk it
Liberty
I had lost my sister. Her full body was covered by the hood .. .. I had lost every thing , but ; I did not back foot for freedom fight of Bangladesh
A Choco Midday
It was a golden morning.The market was crowded in that saturday morning.Banti was wandering here and there with chocolates in his hand.
Just a Piece of Cake!
Ram collapsed on the velvety cushion of the couch made of teak wood, which graced the big living hall of his home. The fan above was whirling in full speed.
Zyathien and the Triton of Poseidon
Long ago when man worshiped gods and gods believed in humanity the gods came down from the heavens and made personal relationships
STORY OF MY LIFE
It’s amazing how we grow from careless kids to responsible teens. What happens in the course that makes us responsible now? It’s the seeds that we sow in the beginning
Jai Baba Barfani – Amarnath Yatra
It is said that once you do the holy pilgrim of amarnath you don’t have another birth they say it’s a door to moksh. But if you ask me the journey itself is a heavenly journey
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