You hit me with your hateful glares. Your eyes always ask me why. “Why did you do this to me?” “Why did you break everything we had?” As I walk past you, my heart breaks into a million splinters that stab my very soul from inside out. Heart-breaker, they call me. Heart-breaker becomes my new identity. You beseech me some times, beg me to come back
Sikha wearily said, “These folks who preach about no tobacco day and come up with so many posts on social media must be kidding themselves. I might just read a post and like it or share it and move on with my life. Do you think someone would really stop and think about it?” Naina didn’t respond for a while. After a long pause, Naina said, “They should.” Sikha
e was busy reading. Her tiny fingers explored the contours of his face. He sat subtle, with the corners of his eyes crinkling. As she drew patterns on his face, he started to tickle her. She fell on his shoulders, giggling. He planted a kiss on her dimpled cheek. They were so adorable together. They lay on the lushly green garden. She embraced him, resting herself on his chest.
The people who say that money can’t buy you happiness are either liars or rich. Everyone living in the house no. 26, Blackdrop Street, except little Molly, believes in this idea. And by everyone I mean, Molly Smith’s hopeless father. Nobody knows yet if he’s hopeless because he’s poor or is it the other way round. But soon little Molly will prove the latter to be true. It is
There is a vast expanse of land stretched out in front of me, so vast that my eyes can hardly take in the entire landscape at a time. There is green grass all around and an ancient looking tree is standing in the middle. As I see the sun setting behind the mountains, there are fireflies flying all around the place – probably to make sure that there is a
“Anshu, no! You have to do it on your own. You have to drink your own poisons and eat your own slices of cake. And you have to create them on your own.” It was as if the cloud of hope had burst and all those little droplets of optimism had dispersed in the gloomy air of the chamber. Does that mean I’ll have to walk my life on