Me : Why don’t you leave me like everyone else did? He replied , ‘ Love , i am here to draw stars around your scars , to turn your insecurities into perfections . The most innocent souls suffer the most , I am here to hold your hand without expecting you to hold mine…
As usual I was going to National library & It was a soothing morning, the soft and tender light of the break of dawn greets my eyes and I felt that dawn has broken,not only outside our life but also in our soul. The charms of early morning scene…If the night is the death of…
Once upon a time, in the small town of Indore, there lived a young man named Rohit. With his brilliant mind and passion for technology, he had pursued a career as a software engineer in a bustling city. However, fate had a different plan for him. One day, he received a heart-wrenching message: he had…
Him: Hold my hand ;I’ll take you to the stars. Her: But my hands are full ; holding myself together.
The sun rose on a small village nestled between rolling hills. In this village, a young girl named Lily lived. Lily possessed a heart full of dreams, and a spirit that knew no bounds. She aspired to be a writer, crafting tales that would inspire others. But as days turned into months, her dreams seemed…
Alina was raised in a very poor family and lived in the small town of New Castle. She had three other sisters but no father, and she worked tirelessly with her mother to provide for their daily needs. She first picked up rags, then she sold newspapers at train stations and worked as a maid.…
Once upon a time there was a girl, named Aarna. She was sweet, polite, decent and belonged to a good family in Kanpur. She shifted to Mumbai for her studies and stayed as paying guest with two other girls Sakshi and Vidya in a 1 BHK house in Bandra. She was like the girl next…
A chaotic Monday morning in a middle class home. Amma was busy rolling out parathas while Appa was engrossed within the sheets of newspaper . And I, a 2nd grader , pumped up with energy was heading towards my next mission. I silently walked on my tiptoes to grab Amma’s new red liquid lipstick. “Oh…
In the serene village of Ananthapuram, nestled amidst verdant fields and whispering trees, a young girl named Meera found solace in the nostalgic charm of rural life. Her heart was captivated by the enchanting power of storytelling, passed down through generations. Driven by curiosity, Meera explored the hidden treasures of her village’s past. In the attic…
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