After he had drained the pint glass empty he set it back on the table. Across the living room the television was off.Flies buzzed about him. He had left the kitchen door open,
I was shock of his answer. Even though I am mad of his ways, I still found so much reason to be happy. He held my hand until this moment.
This poem is on how music can make us crazy and enjoy life, and how different instruments have different effects.Its the music that make us forget things,
But the advice given by the old man was echoing in my ears. This must be the divine intervention that I have read about in books and stories.
One day in shoot Vinay was not well and Guru was forced to direct that most important scene of the film. He made that shot very well and was appreciated by everyone
Actually, I do not quite know what captured my attention in the first place. What I know, though, is that I was staring her (ogling at her, would an onlooker say).
I didn’t say anything. I looked right into her eyes. Mom and dad might be scared of her. I was not. There was a limit to being reckless. Eshita crossed that line a very long time ago.
He knew this was his chance, the chance that he was waiting for, his entire life. He knew this was more than just any other performance
In this Hindi poem the beloved is again and again trying to search Her Love though She had a fixed time to meet Him the same.
Monster had destroyed many important places..people were trying to find a shelter..and of course..they were looking for THE S-MAN..who was surely going to save them all..