She tucked under the pillow for
some more time while he brewed the morning cup of tea. She used cane and he never
used words only. They were opposites unlike others but as parents they have
spent sleepless nights together just to make us worthy human beings in society.
Now they fight for space in backyard for growing their veggies and flowers in
our hometown.
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Thursday, 1 August 2019
CRUSH...ED
It was the Ist day of the year. Bunch of Books tucked in her arms covering her chest she entered our 2nd year Bachelor class. The
small rimmed glasses looked cute in her face with pouting pink lips just enough to show slightly her two sweet teeth. Boys and Girls did not sit together except some lucky ones. Suddenly the girl’s side stood up and said “Good Morning Mam”.
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