Summer Rain She looked around her in a wondrous mix of awe and apprehension. As she gazed at the tall buildings around her, she walked past the basketball court to enter the main campus. It was her first day in college and she was understandably nervous. And then she saw him. The moment she sawContinue reading “Summer Rain”
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White Rose
He felt a strange sense of calm as he sat on the top level of the bajrah. The Ganga seemed to echo his serenity, flowing with an easy calm. Dusk was setting in. The birds were flying homewards and the lights were coming on along the banks of the river. The evening aarti was aboutContinue reading “White Rose”
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