My see through the meaning of the word independence!!
A journey to the past.
Hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection... to show them we love them, not when we feel like... but when they do... learning to forgive the mistakes and moving on...
She was crying hard as she looked at the thing she’s holding. Those two red lines, that will surely change her life. She’s shaking as she looked at it again, trying to make sure that she was not deceived by her vision. Her hand was shaking as...
Unity starts with our own family...... :-)
The world that is so beautiful is now in cage only coz of the human brains itself are caged!
Sometimes mothers can be naggy and demanding, but in the end, all they want is for you to be happy.
How can one compare time with money???
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Darn, so this is how it feels like to be typing on a chunky old-fashioned typewriter. Do you always type out all your poems like that?
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A heart renting story of woman with whom Destiny played hide and seek
A short story on the lack of qualities we add through our lives and end up with the corroded furniture!
When I was a kid , I used to always peep into my grandpa's study room to know about his work but he never let me y he felt ill inside , his room was a old dusty one with a old typewriter and old chair , I always want to know what he does in his...
He fell on the ground, face down, completely drenched in sweat, heart pounding. He held his chest, worried his heart might just tear out of his ribcage.
Only at the brink of Hopelessness does Hope arrive. Never Give up!
In that room, the love that will remain for eternity.
Her heart longed for that moment...
Expressing my thoughts when I am alone.
This story is about starting over, when the one you love pass away.
I'm tired, and wet. The rain is relentlessly pouring down on us, soaking through our shirts and pants. Beating through the wind, creating a muddy puddle, everywhere. Then there's a loud booming thunder, followed by terrifying lightnings. But on...
A story on father and daughter relationship. An incident that can be related with the satisfaction, a daughter have, while being in her father's arms.
This story is related to my other work Field Trip. PS. I posted this story in other websites. I'm the same author: zeame. Have fun reading! ;)
The story of the death of mental patient ( a mother of a child )
My entry for the Very Short Story Competition.
A lazy spy bites off more than he can chew... and meets an untimely end.
The story = A depressed man create multiple persona. To escape reality.
Chapter 1: Support Group We told them we were there for them.