I really can’t believe I am so much more different from the person I wished to be. Actually, I am nothing like her and I have sort of let her down. “The ideal me.”
I watched my two teenagers. They suddenly burst out into giggles and held each others hands tightly. Fight as much as they wanted to,there was a special bond between them.
I finally decided what to say and raised my head. What I saw next shook me to my very soul. Her hair was no more on her face.
Love and sacrifice is the characteristic of an ideal mother. So one should never deny one’s mother’s identity .
Princess, she was a normal girl who was sixteen-years-old. Two men adopted princess. She was with them ever since she was three years old.
After a few months in your care, I started growing. The top of me broke through the soil and I finally saw the sunlight.I think it was your birthday that day.
Kriti had learnt a lesson thought to her by her mother, and thus Kriti now knows that nobody in this world can be your best friend except your parents
Sam is not even in the room anymore,so…so… who was still holding her hand? She could feel someone’s cold touch,
A diary leads a detective down a murky road…can this seemingly innocent looking diary hide some murky secrets?
One fine day she couldn’t wait more, she had to tell him how she felt. May be its infatuation but he needs to know. She has been drowning in the so called ‘river of love’.