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It's easier to tell someone's story and relate and share among your friends and colleagues. But, it's even easier to tell your own story. Your story may be about you,...

Why in life do we come across certain people who can wind up the mess in our polluted minds? Who can suck out the impurities from the heart and purify it only with feelings; that is true...

It’s time to give back to Mother Earth! Dhua dhua sa hai sab yaha Jaha tha ek waqt sapno ka dhera Aaj waha hai armaano ka dhua. Jaha tha savera Wahi dhalti thi saanj Ab...

To me, the world seems like a beautiful chaos. It is a beautiful mess of the unexpressed feelings, the self-musings and the unsaid words.   To me, the universe seems like a beautiful chaos. Look...

It has been exactly six months today when we first met. And when I told Hazel about this, she instantly danced with joy. Her charming smile is enough to make...

With the dark clouds engulfing the city, the leaves reveal their true colours. With the wind sweeping off the dusty roads, the rain graces the Sunday evenings. Sipping my cappuccino, plugging on my earphones; I tune...

Seeing her parents splitting up at an early age was never too easy for her to accept. She had always sensed an indifference from the rest of the world. There...

Oh, it's Monday again! And I am still tripping over the weekend. It's time that I rollback to the daily routine - get up, dress up and rush to the...

Her glittery eyes searched for happiness in her lost world. Her hands wished to grab bundles of joy around. The little girl walked barefoot through the clumsy city lane along...