He was small,when his mother left him, his weak legs still trembling, fighting hard to stand. He followed her for a distance, but he tripped and fell.
Breaking Bread
After the back of the van was loaded with zen muffins, Lana would follow her route on the highway to deliver the muffins throughout the Los Angeles area.
The Bread
This story depicts plight of many children in India who are deprived of very basic necessities of life,The Bread. we can connect to them and contribute.
The passing
The passing is technically short. But once you enter, it appears long, sometimes too long, that you may think there is no going back , you may feel crippled to move ahead,
Sunrise
Editor’s Choice: The gentleman kept on staring at the little boy with full attention until the boy reached him. The boy stood still before the gentleman with his arms spread towards the latter
Orphan ! I hate this word.
“Why I can not have more food?If they can not take care of us then why they build an orphanage?AHH!Why my parents left me here?”Eight years old Joe swished in deep thought.
JOURNEY ON THE PLANET OF TRANSITION
I went to a nearby bakery and purchased a bread. I gave the bread to the old woman who tore the cover and about to eat the bread. I casually observed her belongings
A Mobile in a Poor’s pocket
Somehow his heart realized him that his father was no more, however, brain did not accept that as it believes in facts and evidences
Murderous Instincts
There are stories which are raked and rummaged through by eras of readers and critics, and each time, the intellectual mind discovers something new
