A writer, a thinker, a dreamer
"When I die, I swear, I'm going to crawl out of my grave and haunt you for the rest of your life," w... "When I die, I swear, I'm going to crawl out of my grave and haunt you for the r...
The story is a memoir of the childhood memories in the monsoon. The story is a memoir of the childhood memories in the monsoon.
Of course, we didn't know all the local stories about the place. We were new and we hadn't had time ... Of course, we didn't know all the local stories about the place. We were new and...
We were close, you and me, we were one unit, a package. We were perfect. We built our own little wor... We were close, you and me, we were one unit, a package. We were perfect. We buil...
My grandfather would always tell me that time and tide wait for no one... My grandfather would always tell me that time and tide wait for no one...
As a child, I would rush out of the house to touch the rain. My friends and I would wait anxiously f... As a child, I would rush out of the house to touch the rain. My friends and I wo...
Oh my God! What have I done? These hands! My anger! Everything spiralled out of control. I didn't me... Oh my God! What have I done? These hands! My anger! Everything spiralled out of ...