“NO ONE SPEAK FOR ME I SPEAK FOR MYSELF”- This line entered into my heart after reading it in pulse-wire for the very first time! … Read More»

Since childhood, writing was a mean to express how I felt and what the world is facing, it was through my poems or essays or stories or diary. … Read More»

1. A Mother: An ailing mother, counting her days drags herself from her dim abode towards a brighter room sensing her son's arrival ‘How many times do I have to tell you … Read More»

The day that’s different than previous one But the memories are same It comes into my mind And Disappears in the winter fog Yes I feel so cold in your absence so cold without your warm lap … Read More»

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