Same old lines, same old threats. I’d grown tired of them arguing over and over again. Daddy wouldn’t change, and Mummy will never stop trying
The Reason
Published by Rima Panackal in category Family with tag death | father | Love | Mother | suicide
The Reason
Please Come Back !!!!
FLOWERS seem to me as the GOD’S best creativity and morning give me mark of his presence but now mornings as well as flowers seem to regular part
Life…
This Hindi poem tries to demystify the life and the way it is lived. Life is meant to live and not die. Why people do not choose to live their life freely.
It’s too Cold in Vienna
Short love story an Indian medical student girl who was injured during a group trip to Europe. A guy from the group decided to stay with her.
Noon
She stood quietly in the back alley. The sun beat down at the edge of the small brick corridor outside her back door. It was midday, noon to be exact
LOST!!!
First love, is the love that clings to your heart forever, no matter how much pain it has caused, no matter how many tears…..
A Lesson…
One day..I was on my way to bank which is nearby in my locality..In between a saw a poor boy was trying to paint something. He had some waste colors with him
From Wheelchair to Gardenias
Editor’s Choice: I remember squeezing my way into a packed elevator on a cloudy Monday morning in February, when someone spilled coffee on me. The lady was …..
Like an Ampalaya (Bitter Gourd)
I was raised by my mother together with the forest. The things that I first saw in this world are the green and tall trees, colorful and playful flowers
THE RAGING POND
The essence of his teaching, if it maybe called so, is ‘love all – weather a tree or a man or an animal, it is a better form of living instead of meandering aimlessly,
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