How are you? I am always thinking of you and praying that wherever you are in this world you just be happy.For all these years I have asked your pardon
Short Story Kids: The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was blur, a dim lit room and a sound. Drops of water dripping down from something.
My Hero – Down across the memory lane, A little girl gazed at sky once again; Angels & Demons – why Angels wears white? Why Demons wears black?