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Family Stories
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Online collection of short stories of families, relationships and family matters. Read story of memories and remembrance of family members. Read memory of grandfather, relation between daughter and mother, feeling of being a mother and many more such heart touching family stories.
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lets not forget that she is in this world, because of our love…so loving each other and ourselves is also important. You will always be my queen. Love you. (Reads: 45)
The doctor said it’s a baby girl who is going to come, and that minute her eyes shed into tears, the tears which kept flowing, the tears which had now meaning, the tears which had no ending stepping into her ending. (Reads: 148)
The joint family system preserves culture and customs, which are passed on from one generation to generation. In times of celebration as well as in times of despair, the members stand with each other in support. (Reads: 2,494)
Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer. (Reads: 51)
He vaguely remembered her trying to take the bottle out of his hands. He could remember her tears and the agony on his face. He hadn’t realized them then. (Reads: 67)
To love someone when they are at their lowest …and feeling broken inside … when you are willing to stand by them when it is most challenging … that kind of love is most meaningful and beautiful … (Reads: 187)
Hindi story states that how does a little boy realize the pain of grandma and how does he absorbs that pain without taking help of others but successfully spray all happiness to grandmaa… (Reads: 689)
Author knows a pious “Pandi Ji” who had three daughters only but not worried at all, wife a noble lady, but daughters very strong, the eldest “Sherni alike.” (Reads: 723)
Your biggest inspirations are all around you. Have a hero in your life and get inspired. Having a hero for you today may lead you to become a hero tomorrow. (Reads: 354)
I was sitting all alone on a hill outside my apartment.There was nothing I loved more than sitting there alone and reminiscing. I was thinking about everything. (Reads: 418)