Jagan was in the midst of a turmoil in his real life while acting in a drama in the school Theater club. He was enacting the role of a beggar in the play that was titled ‘Turmoil in life’.
Falling Short
In my crazy, extremely drunken mind I realized, I did care about my wife and my child. My feet were moving and since when I do not remember, but they were leading me somewhere.
Resilience
The young pair who sat on the sand heard the birds and the waves. They smelled the scent of the water and felt the caress of the breeze. The sky was ablaze with fiery orange,
LOVE U DAD FOREVER!
I was eagerly wishing to end this hostel life and go back to my DAD so that i got a lot of time to spend with my DAD. I was planning what sort of things we do
MY GIRLFRIEND
At the very same place, where she would kiss me on my forehead, to wake me up. The touch felt icy cold yet intense like a fire. Two months had passed since the last time she had woke me
The Art of Dying
It was hard to see how easy it was to bring down a man, bring down anyone, with the weight of loss. That beneath the many layers of skin, bone and muscle, there was just a blow of gray news
Perfect DATE!
Music was loud; everywhere I could see neon lights flashing along with the music. Everyone around was dancing. No one was dancer over there but, just moving their bodies for the beats
Poetic Justice
Jahnavi’s father was a diamond artisan from Surat who had worked in various cities. However he had to migrate as the diamond market in Surat was becoming a tougher place
And the clouds went on
I looked up in the sky, filled with homes of clouds, rays of the sun which were trying to make its way through them. Right there, in one of those homes, I saw her face. Smiling
The Promise…
“You didn’t believe me that day Ma. You laughed away my fear when I said that you are the sun of my life, that without you it’s all pitch-black. You didn’t believe me
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