After surviving my Engineering years , I now realize that my nose too survived. ‘Survived’ is a word too small as compared to the type of smells and stinks that my nose got hold of. Thanks to the ...
Image Source It was a balmy Sunday evening. I was waiting outside the Mumbai International Airport to meet Monika, my beloved! She was returning back to India after 8 months. The furore grew more with ...
The Ultimate Fall of her life – A short story A scathing sensation gripped his chest as he held his arms around her shoulder. Though her heart sank deep in melancholy, her lips still curved into a ...
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 53; the fifty-third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with Soulmates: Love without ...