Events happening at a small scale which, when combined, can become something grand and beautiful, especially when Meraki is involved.
We always had the notion that Jennifer never had any hint of all this. The way she accepted me ,it never even crossed our mind that she could even have any idea what was going on behind her.
That’s Kolkata. Perhaps the only metro which is not yet so metro-ish..!! Perhaps the only metro where life and love has not become completely secluded into mobile passwords and speed of wifi.
Each and every day, when Pannada used to see her, he used to die out of guilt; she had not spoken a word with him ever; not till the last day of his life.
There was this instant liking that he has felt for Sunayna from the time he saw her. Shankha turned on the music with some old classics. Sunayna was chatting continuously, she seemed to be a chatterbox.
I turn around and see my ma’s illuminated, beautiful face and I am in her arms held closely and warmly. I know I am out here in the world of my folks.
In this article, the author throws light upon the selfless service of Saint Mother Teresa to needy people, boys and girls, the children who had none to care.
Once inside the herd of students scattered each to their destination . We both stick to each other . Both our destination was same.
It was something between a hope for a new sun and fear of losing again in the dark alleys . I could not control myself more and was hugging and crying her like my own child .
Story of the Month Oct’2015: I smiled and looked up at her face. There was something in her eyes, in her smile,there was some untold magic which I found nowhere abroad, Nothing can match that affection in her eyes.