I have countless father-daughter memories to cherish for a lifetime and I am thankful to you for all those memories.
As she grew, she also realized that fairy tales do exist but we need to perceive them differently for our inner satisfaction. ‘Once upon a time’ is a reality while ‘happily ever after’ is a myth!
She was unable to tolerate her sister hugging the sturdy lady. The same woman insulted her not once but thrice. She took out the mobile and called her sister to come to the entrance of the pandal.
Suddenly there was a voice, ” psh………..pshhhh… “She turned around but no one out there, so she didn’t bother it. Then she opened the tap, blood flow came out of it.
Here comes a train, the father of a little girl trying to board the train and feel the touch of a hand outside his left pocket of the pant, he caught the thief,.
The village has a legend about a Great and Mighty Beast that lurks around the forest waiting for a meal. They say that you can hear the bellowing roar of the beast
I went back at the cabin and got my things. The storm was gone and the sun was out. Once again I started my journey towards home leaving the cabin behind.
But the most striking feature was not his eyes. It was the little girl who walked beside him; a girl with shoulder length light.
It would be better if I had a cup of tea, the old man thought as his fingers went through his old and worn out sack and felt few coins.
At last memories of the “ferocious beast” left her thoughts and dreams never to return. At last she escaped from the clutches of the cruel and ferocious beast—the tsunami.