Till date a poignant horror punctures my normal life.
To take me the angels never arrived…
I haven’t gone home ever since…..
I haven’t gone home…poem on 26/11 Mumbai Terror Attacks
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#ShortStory: Maa…
“A burning torch was handed over to me and the ever helpful uncle once again guided me to her toe. I debated whether she would jump up in pain.” #ShortStory
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Ek Pyali Khichda
It was the holy month of Ramadaan.
It signifies a period of self-control, sacrifice and introspection.
Little did I know that meeting her during this month would leave me inspired.
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