The hope that made me forget grief #WriteBravely

Dear A, Time and again you’ve convinced me that the sacrifices I’ve made for my family can never be measured or priced....

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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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Memories of the past #WriteBravely

As I saw our daughter snuggled in the quilt with him, I couldn’t help wondering. Did I deserve to be in his...

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The Revenge #FridayFotoFiction

Camouflage face paint, hearts beating furiously and a resolve of acting out their sinister plan, they crouched behind the grill near the...

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Vacation and detox #FridayFotoFiction

Finding a secluded corner in the buzzing restaurant at lunchtime was a nightmare. Meera’s irresistible charm did the trick though. As she...

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