A pencil and a scrap of paper!

She jubilated that she was on the top of the world as she held her little bundle of joy, wrapped in a soft towel and she promised to herse...

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This post is a part of  Write Over the Weekend , an initiative for  Indian Bloggers  by BlogAdda. Write Over the Weekend inspiration f...

I was a 12-year-old boy, when I started to crave for the girly things, the headbands, the nail polish, the lipstick and the mini skirt...

He was sitting restlessly over the edge of the crippled stone-bench, his shaking hands adjusting the glasses over his nose first, and tapp...

He was a hard-worker, and that had brought him to the best college in the country. The first day, when he held the college map in scru...

"Young women and men, the time we have dreaded so far is finally here!", the eldest of the army announced in a tone of bewilderm...