The view was beautiful. All around she saw buildings lit up with lights, people chatting about in the streets below and the Church in the distance, standing tall and bright.
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Amit hated being told what to do. Be it me, his step mom; be it Raghu, his Dad, or worse, people he couldn't scream back at, like his football coach.
I have thought about why we love dogs so much. I wouldn't go for any far fetched Freudian analysis, because I think it isn't that complicated when you think about it.
I remembered my sister fainting at the moment my mother broke the news. I didn’t feel anything. Should I be ashamed? Am I bad person? I remember asking myself those questions. I look at him again, and the room is co...
While they say that all individuals should be considered individuals, the Indian Army makes sure to ask your Caste in every form you enter, and if you are worth anything, and you choose to be infantry, you will be p...
As the train geared up speed, the scenes & actions of London life appeared like different scenes from Shakespeare's plays being performed at the Globe. These images reminded him of Madras, of the liveliness of the p...
The hand-pulled rickshaws in Kolkata are difficult for him to climb up and down from. He held two bags and the rickshaw-waala helped him with the other two. One could clearly figure out,
I attended classes like a good kid, and my exams have neared, but my parents still had an uncaring look on their faces, and I was still the bad seed, who’d get nowhere. Days pass, and the result day comes.