At night,in the dark besides you,you can feel her presence. She smelled of sweat and sunshine and vanilla , and on that thin-mooned night you could see little more than her silhouette,
It was so magical, it was everything anyone could ever wish for, it was kind of hug every soul wishes for, it was love. It was winter but I felt warm, I could hear nothing but just his sound of breathing.
A beautiful girl is working as a servant maid in his palace. She is honest and bold. Her name is queen, but she cannot tell her real name openly before the ruler.
It was his prized possession on which he eyed since his youth, he lost his youth waiting for that precious little thing and now he has become a hag.
Suddenly the doctor felt an iron grip of two hands around his neck, and a mouth near his nose. The freak had gotten loose somehow,
A Hindi story about our parents,actually they are living in our house after their death. But how ?? Is it dream or illusion?
I always hated my mother. My mother was devoid of everything that one would associate with a ‘motherly mother’.She looked anything but beautiful.
This Hindi poem highlights the teenage love of the poetess,which she dreamed after so many years long and in which she realized the infatuation of Her towards that particular guy.
There was pleasant smell of different herbs in every corner of apartment and many interesting knick-knacks that Alice examined for hours.
Looking out, I see a lot of spectacular things that I don’t think I’ll find in any other country.I’m surrounded by unique greatness that astounds me.