The moment I saw her everything around me was serene. It might be because of the devotional vicinity. Her pink dupatta with golden border was elegantly matching with the green shade of her kurti and the French braid open brown hairs were freshly washed and smelled pleasant. Her nails were painted red and perfectly twinned the ankle length legging she wore.
Nothing can match my mother’s
agony and all her pain.
“What is it like to be in love with me” he askedWondered, she pondered!Don’t the eyes always wait […]
People will judge you in each and every phase,
Starting from day one, in a number of ways
I have been writing from the age of 13. I have always loved to tell stories. That’s best […]
Oh! It’s just a short story – I’ll finish writing it in a few minutes! Really? Who will read it?
“Every so often, I get the worse team of writers that you have in the organization, assigned to me. […]
How do they so effortlessly manage
To not loathe themselves
Every minute of every day
I wonder as I scroll further
Memories of you feel like the first sip of filter coffee on a cold winter morning, the kind […]
Snow may be harsh and chilly to the world, but to me it’s always been the scintillating spread […]