Like my arrival, my departure too didn’t matter to her. She continued breaking the stones into pieces. Of course, she had to complete the work to get the money.
Read childhood memory. I felt a shame that we were poor, or rather I did not even know that we were poor, we did not have furniture like the others.
“Am I really mad for being patriotic even when it’s not Independence Day? Are Indians really Indians only on two days of the year?”
This social story describes the regular or mostly resembling tale of the needy ones who have dreams in their life but its success is limited.
Being the kind of petty thief he was, he didn’t have any extravagant tools or any weapon; usually, the only things he carried with him on these ventures were a large sack and a lock-pick.
It was a perfect morning. Dhruv woke up after a 10 hour sleep and felt refreshed, energized, ready! Best time to get stoned, he thought. He looked at the watch
Editor’s Choice: I was fed up of being a prostitute. I didn’t want such a life. I couldn’t, anymore, have a guest in my room every night, touching me in places which every woman has the right to guard.
She touched the diamond ring on her finger. It was sparkling under the mid-day sun.She remembered her husband’s words while he slipped that onto her ring finger years back.
In ancient time India was called Golden bird. India was the richest country. But now this statement is totally wrong; none can believe this statement
This is story of a laborer who worked very hard to earn money for his family. But the money he earned was not equitable, so he decided to raise his voice for justice.