He came home, covered in tricolours, in a coffin, like the proud soldier he was.

Travelling makes me complete.

Some relationships are like dreams- beautiful but never true.

The sky was alive with fireworks and every house was decked with candles and lights, almost every soul was near their loved ones, it was Diwali.

Have you seen the leaves dance together the last time before falling apart in the wind? I can't help but wonder how tragically beautiful life is.