I kept running holding her. Sleepless.Tired. Thirsty. Sun rose but she was still asleep on my chest. I saw them speeding the bu...

I kept running holding her. Sleepless.Tired. Thirsty. Sun rose but she was still asleep on my chest. I saw them speeding the bu...
The Delhi gang rape was all over the internet. I felt sorry for the sister who was brutally raped and killed by I-don’t-call-them-men or I...
Eve: When I look at him my lungs suck in more corbon-di-oxide to an extent it could burst my ribs apart. I like everything about him....
Nothing to write. Nothing to blog. Nothing to communicated. Nothing, nothing at all. I had often felt that nothingness is great. Bein...
This post won me the GRAND PRIZE in the contest conducted by Sunsilk and indiblogger . This post is written for the topic: ht...
Book Review - Wrong Means Right End Book title : Wrong Means Right End Author : Varsha Dixit Published by : Rupa Publications I...