As I walk into the old bookshop I travel to the past like in a time machine, I see the old yellowish pages not aromatic like the new ones some folded , some covered well. Each book that I hold, tries to tell me a story or maybe many , stories they have witnessed around … Continue reading The Old Bookshop
I am always confused about what self respect means for? And may be it's defination is different for different people. Here are some of my confusing points 1 when a friend stop receiving your call and still you are calling to them because they mean a lot in life. 2 You are trying hard to … Continue reading What is self respect?
What if I write a poem without name A poem with all expression but no name. What If I use color on paper without shape A painting with all colors but no serene. What if I write a story without character A story with suspense but no conclusion. What if the life end with dreams … Continue reading What If
"Always Be like a Child With carefree smile, With all Nonsense questions, With courage to dream any thing With innocence and purity With a open mind to see whole world as family." This was the Day 3 of the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge for which the amazing writer and blogger Amrit nominated me. His blog … Continue reading Always Be like a Child