The poetry of Robert frost creates images like clouds of gold dust in beautiful geometric shapes with beautiful living shapes and living scenes appearing and disappearing.
For whom the bell tolls
The sudden euphoria of seeing a much beloved friend drained as she remembered the ugly realities of her time and space. This was no friend…..this was another one of those obstructions on her path to success.
SUFFER…..A Journey for few drops
I was still thirsty, in fact even more. I was sweating also, and was feeling like; I have walked too much in the heat. I was searching someone or somewhere for water source.
Love Is Eternal
He was a good human being . He was different from other boys. He was full of positivity. He used to live in present. He used to help people. Social story of a young boy
I Won’t Marry
I wrote this article with a lot of dare today and I wish that I can , on my part, I can create awareness among people related to this topic.
HUMAN FLAIR
Read English article on Human,as they have been the most unique creation on earth: endowed with an artistry body, a skilful mind with unrivalled and unique understanding, boundless flair and talent.
“Hush, don’t speak”
The street lights weren’t working. The cab driver dropped her in front of her gate. Just when Pankaja was trying to open the gate, a man from nowhere groped her. She began screaming at the top of her voice but the man shut her mouth.
Self-Made
I always wanted to be like my mother since my childhood – one who believes in hard work and dedication, self-made, independent. Read story of a independent modern young girl
Charred head
I answered that question myself. It was her way to telling people not to smoke. Smoking chars our lives. She did not want others to die like her son.
THE INVISIBLE CRYING
I got up shockingly by a loud noise of a cry followed by a louder one of something falling or whatever it was. That was a CAT cry, and it was so painful. A social story.
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