Wedding party leaves me thrilled when I found myself lost and absent from the venue and memory. In the hunt of this mystic riddle, reality amused me.
It doesn’t matter what he was or is doing. Because he is definitely not answering to the prayers of a partially blinded, little boy in a hospital in Syria.
Tom was standing still, hearing her voice but unable to respond or process it. Nithya reached over, smiling widely, and gave Sherly a hug. Tom still couldn’t quite process what was happening.
Ravi closed his eyes and breathed hard. Just one last thing left to do. And he had to do it. He opened his eyes and looked at the road one last time. One last turn to take.
Just when I thought of reaching up is when the explosion took place. Some of the crew members say there were two explosions.
As if by miracle the soldier on the top of the wall was nowhere to be seen, knowing that his window was closing fast, Karna made his move.
While getting out of the station I noticed a diary lying on the road. Everything around it was finished. It seemed that the place was centre of the blast.
The white sheet inside tells me I am one of the several Micro-Observers chosen for this year’s Lok Sabha Elections. To hell with it! What good would I do to it?
I take the bus from my temporary place of stay, to the construction site which I’m currently supervising, the project undertaken by my company, a shopping mall.
5 best friends were all snuggled together in the attic. Damian’s jet black hair was slicked back and as greasy as ever. Carlos lay beside Juan surfing through the Playboy magazine