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I recently became friend with Apurv, a seven year old boy. I saw him selling hand made toys at the traffic signal, he offered me to buy…

I kept trying but nothing’s working. My mind still wonders that you are alone, it cares about you. I kept trying to not to think about you…

When I try to remember the reason why I chose to be a writer no specific reason gathers my mind. I call it…

Its been a difficult task to write about persons who don’t even exist. Sometimes I confuse myself to be in real life or in untamed…

Today again, I was sitting on the bench under the park light, as part of my daily routine.