BRIDGES OF PRIDE
Whenever I had gone on a brief trek on the sands and come closest to the riverfront, I marveled at the bridges of steel and stone as they beamed valiantly looking up at the...
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RURAL CANVAS
It doesn’t have a proper path to walk. All I noticed was loose clumps of wet clay and a few stones thrown in on its surface at short intervals. The stones are strong and...
AN EVENING WITH KAUSHAL
There was something electric spin at home; the corridor swirled with joy for the arriving treat. The doors, windows, curtains seemed expectant waiting to hug him the moment he bursts in. It’s once in...
THE HEALING NATURE
A week ago I received a compliment, ‘the usual objects; a good deal of people who don’t bother to notice them, you make them look so lovely and wanting us to go there immediately.’...
