Karuna
“Teen din hue aaye Durga apni Kaki ke saath na baithi tu.” the old woman was braiding her hair. “ke hua chhori? Kal tak toh chupp na baith sake thi,
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“Teen din hue aaye Durga apni Kaki ke saath na baithi tu.” the old woman was braiding her hair. “ke hua chhori? Kal tak toh chupp na baith sake thi,
The first ray of sun touched Durga’s warm skin. Her eyes opened to see Raja sa’s face the first thing in the morning. He was fast asleep. His lips, so
The Butterfly Effect A black SUV approaching the hotel. The President’s limousine following it. A bald man looking at the road. “Watch out!” he yells at the walkies-talkie. The SUV
Someone was coming closer and she knew who it was. She stood there frozen with her eyes lowered, looking like a sculpture’s masterpiece.
It was 6 o’clock in the morning when a servant came knocking at Raja sa’s door. “What is it, Madri?” “A woman has come to see you, sire.”, bowed Madri.
A Passing Fancy Defined by my bold attitude and blunt language, one could easily get to know me if they listen intently. Simple days and a regular but kind of
Every single word he spoke, nipped. The way he talked, so carelessly, disgusted her. The way he avoided looking at her, hinting at how little he cared, pricked.
Her eyes couldn’t believe. It was him, Hridhay, standing in front of her. Afraid that someone will see them or the men must be coming for her already, she pulled
Still numb and unable to understand what was happening, Savitri could think of nothing. Before she could realise, her elbow had already dug in his stomach. Such and unexpected move had left Raja sa aghast. Without even looking at what had come out of her rebellious deed, she ran through the gates and barged into her room.
The sun had finally set and half an hour had passed after Savitri’s performance was over. But, Raja sa had yet not stopped thinking about her. “Beautiful. Elegant. Pretty.” he