Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
A mother who starts hating everyone after she looses her daughter in an accident but finally regains her lost demeanor due to her students.
its time we make proper use of our brains which nature has blessed us with. According to me competition is a primitive quality that had a major role
He told me that everyone has the power to see dreams and the power to get it done. He told me to work hard.He was like “BUDDHA” to me.
I wanted to see respect for me in his eyes and therefore I did this all. His tears fell on my cheeks and said that I already respect you a lot and hugged me.
