Yusuf was a fugitive. He had committed a grave crime. My marriage was going to shatter, the police are going to question me, grill me. I had struck the match and that was participation. The nightmare had indeed begun.
Author: shahnaazojha
IMAGO
Our nocturnal rendezvous led us to fall in love with each other when we clearly knew that the debacle was in vain.I enjoyed the moments I spent talking to her.
A MELLIFLUOUS TEMPEST
Amazed, I turned and saw the old man, he was Mr. Desai—my husband—old, frail and terminally ill. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Read story of husband wife.
THE PREGNANT MARIE
Pregnancy gave her pleasure and she dreamt to be perennial pregnant. Caring for the unborn foetus, watching the creature of God, gave her mystic pleasure. Read story of a mother
