Rare moments spent together, warm emotions bind us, in a web woven by love,we savour these stolen moments, breaths mingle as we lay close
Credit Card
‘I’m sorry. I’ll be right back’, John said, excusing himself as he walked out of the meeting room, cellphone in hand. He cursed himself for not turning it off
Duty is Duty
It was hard to swallow, to breath, I was suffocating , she looked in to my eyes ,hopeless, it’s messages pierced through the barriers my throbbing soul
The Search – The Lost Childhood
The story I’m about to tell, happened in the early seventies when Dubai was not exactly what it may be today. But believe me, this is a true story.
THE BITTER TRUTH OF LIFE…
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” I was furious because I was late. Leaving the bed and the blanket on winter’s morning is the most difficult task to do
Mutto
Mutto mother’s wake him again and again when her voice reached his ears that today he has to go to his friend marriage , suddenly he jumped over his bed
Sunset Years
He sat on his rocking chair, watching the sunset from his porch. Another day had ended. The sounds of the night began, breaking the silence of twilight.
Not Skin Deep
She opened the closet and gazed into it with a look of yearning. She picked out a silk top, slowly running her fingers over the soft material.
A Reunion Much Awaited
Stopping by the market, she filled her basket with varieties of fruits, vegetables and some necessary groceries for making a delicious dessert
Fate and Sakura – Foreign Land
It’s the mid-spring season and I still can’t walk. The pain is still there which is the worst part of it. I really miss hospital service back home
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