
Remorse
“Arbaaz Khan?” “Present Miss” “Santoshi Gupta?” “Present Miss” “Ritika Singh?” “Present Miss”, she replied from the classroom door. “You are…
“Arbaaz Khan?” “Present Miss” “Santoshi Gupta?” “Present Miss” “Ritika Singh?” “Present Miss”, she replied from the classroom door. “You are…
Umpteen times I have typed "I love you," but I couldn't hit the send button. Not because he doesn't love…
I derive an incomprehensible joy in shedding tears. There are some people who don't desire harm; on the contrary, I…
Love is something that can’t stamp out entirely. It’s buried somewhere deep down in the heart that is likely to…
She was so fragile. I took her in my arms to carry her towards the bed. It was the time…
My heart still cries for you... The beautiful evenings, beautiful rains and the beautiful mornings used to bring peace and…