
Memories
Some of you are sparkling gems;
Glimmering with joy in the magical den.
Some of you are like bittersweet dream;
I wish to fade like mist in a stream. Continue reading Memories
Some of you are sparkling gems;
Glimmering with joy in the magical den.
Some of you are like bittersweet dream;
I wish to fade like mist in a stream. Continue reading Memories
जैसे एक-एक धागे का हो आपसे संपर्क;
मिलता है इससे स्नेह बिना किसी शर्त | Continue reading पापा की कमीज़
Anxiety started taking over when the train was about to leave the station with no clue about that guy….
All the pair of eyes were now focused on the bag and his hands Continue reading The Mysterious Bag
Pilot Pen” the name itself makes me nostalgic. It brings back the fond memories of those “fun-filled” and “carefree” School Days.
I was pretty clear with my choice of buying that “plain white” pen with a “blue dot” on its cap. Continue reading Pilot Pen