Things we see on the streets #WriteBravely

  “Kisiki muskurahaton pe ho nisaar…” sang Grandpa merrily as he wiped the filthy streets with his long rough broom. Little Bittu...

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Weaving stories around rains

Vidhi loved rains. A diehard romantic, for her rains were synonymous with crisp fragrant air, lush green outdoors and warming up in...

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The Decision #FridayFotoFiction

She gazed at the fire without blinking.  The cacophony created by the fusion of numerous sounds like the chanting of mantras, the...

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The Hope #writebravely

The amusement in this mundane exercise was laced with underlying hope. Suddenly loving caretakers, good food, decent clothes and clean surroundings were...

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