But then, something strange happened. The car began changing. First, its colour faded from black to silvery grey. Then, the wheels began disappearing,
Story of a girl, Laira, who is a teenager but with a difference. While many of her age do things correctly or otherwise, Laira always does “the correct things” ,
Manali, Himachal. I was on a tour to a hill-station named manali, a nature’s extreme, enjoying my vacation. It was a cold morning. I woke up from deep sleep
That was the scariest face I have ever seen. She was probably a man. May be not. Both eyes were independent of each other. She was smiling at me. May be not. I couldn’t tell from her face.
He sat there staring at his own letter as the candle died out. He did not intend to post it. He only wanted to let his feelings out and this was the only system that appealed to him.
I opened it and the moment I stepped out, a rather hot dusty wind hit my face. I cleaned my eyes and found myself in the middle of nowhere. It was more like a desert, with a cottage in the middle of course.
After those heavy raindrops earlier that day the heaven started sending light drizzles as if t’were teasing every soul in Najibabad. Both of them came out in a mirthful mood from the school