I can no longer turn back the time. She can no longer wake up. I can no longer tell to her how much I truly miss her and love her. It was my father who belittled my mother!
When a stranger calls…
The voice definitely sounded like my son’s. His call for help. But it was a stranger who was mimicking my son’s voice. To this day I have not been able to put my finger on it.
Broken pieces of a promise (1)
Whole night he was dreaming about that patting hand on his back and cheerful smiling face. Now he had two faces one happy face for result and another side very sad as he will not be able to see his favorite teacher.
Mother’s role in upbringing of her child
The years passed, she was able to manage her family, and profession very diligently. There was happiness all over, she would help others, donate money, do the household work and excel in her professional front.
HARIA
The author tells how his uncle brought a boy, Haria to his house. After uncle’s death how Haria attached to Author’s family. One day he left to join BSF.
The word ‘Mother’
I’m lucky to have a mother, because she is the best. That’s the word I would always recommend for a mother. A mother is who takes care of us, who wakes us up for school and helps us out with our main problems.
In a flash – whodunnit?
When she saw that neither was I hurt nor my purse stolen, she felt sheepish. She insisted that she did hear someone cry chor…chor..and didn’t imagine it.
Insaan
The author emphasizes on humanity in this Hindi article. He says everyone takes birth in a similar physique bur gradually he is taught about humanity and human value.
THE BEDBUG
One day in life I will be a better person to help all children equally; boys and girls alike. I will become a man to tell my story; that once upon a time the boy child was a bedbug in K-street.
The Wish
I have always believed you Genie. So I find no reason to start disbelieving now. So, tell me what you would wish for.
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