The Final Transaction

It was a pleasant evening in Paris, a little drizzle and the pathway lit-up with beautiful street lamps which resonated with the 19th century. Beautiful dim street lights with yellowish blaze lit-up the streets with the smell of beautiful roses. Fresh and alive as the people who resided there. Everyone knew the source of the... Continue Reading →

20 Degrees EAST

I was learning how to pedal for the first time How to balance a cycle, I cried "Keep a hold on the cycle dad, don't leave it" I begged him, I thought he was still running behind me, making me learn how to cycle, I kept on cycling And failed to hear "Keep the handle... Continue Reading →

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