The Ideology,Dad and Me by: Manorav Arora
I feel many time isolated But I console it with the fake smile. I don’t have muscles to fight I just have thoughts and pens to write. So I present…
I feel many time isolated But I console it with the fake smile. I don’t have muscles to fight I just have thoughts and pens to write. So I present…
Today I saw her again. Straight away looking into her eyes I started Walking towards her, heart beats were deafening, But still not audible to her. Those sharp dark sparkling…