For a moment I almost thought I had you. That you were mine and I, yours. Made, lost, and found. But Lucifer has always been a master of gradual deception.
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Stories From tough times
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.
This was his hundredth (how he wished it was an exaggeration) attempt to make his resume. The initial efforts were far from fruitful. One might as well have used a name slip – the ones you used in school texts, and...
Those working parent(s) who were too engrossed in achieving corporate success to pay attention to kids suddenly realise that their own kids don’t know them anymore. That they were reading balance sheets when the bab...
Try to not hurry up the process of feeling happy because that will make it worse. The trick lies in being patient with your own self and letting you heal enough to be ready to meet your next joyful moment with more...