He sits by the side walk, head low and drooping shoulders with certainly a remorseful look on the face that emerged from of a moment of weakness
As Sweet As Love
Love!!! it happens for once and lasts forever. The one who contradicts this may have never tasted the true taste of Love Chocolate
The Posthumous Award
The faded photo—in sepia, a tint popular some fifty years ago—was framed in dark wood, and the protective glass sported cracks at the corners
The Wretched Snakes
I was hurrying up on the platform. There were just three minutes for the train to depart. I clutched my handbag tightly to my chest and ran
Forgotten Birthday
A usual morn in March, Chintu came running from school to his home. As soon as he entered his house he clung to his ma’s sari
The Dark Saga !
It has been 11 long years, longer than usual for her. Kavya, deep in her thoughts stands alone at the terrace, at this odd hour past midnight.
Not My Son
I had everything which I dreamt in my life. My wife, my son playing in gardens, my business and off course my ancestral bungalow smiling with delight
That Fateful Day in a Mumbai Local
A Mumbai local train is typically flooded with people. Conspicuous by their presence are beggars, self-proclaimed singers, and vendors
The Verdict of Bikini
Adorned in its white, glistening marble surrounded by refreshing fountains and vivacious palm trees and bushes, like oasis it saved the city
Name of the Misplaced Book
He reached the platform just before the train starts and enters the train. He carries a encyclopedia in hand and a backpack.Its a Palace on wheels train-luxury train
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