It was a cold winter night. There was a knock at the door, and without even bothering to enquire through the peephole, I opened the door. My good friend Tina was at the door; she was looking worse as if she had cried for hours. She was in her early thirties, always looking radiant in …
When I first stepped into the City of Nawabs on 15th March 2024, the Navabiyat (nobility) in the structure of the railway station awed me. Lucknow bustled with the mannerism and friendliness of good Hindi-speaking people. The hunger pangs led me to Rattilal Ki Khasta Kachori where I relished the banana paak after having the famous …
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She has the sweetest name, Mother She cares about me like no other. Though I just gave her pain, she only gives me love and care. Her eyes were stern when I needed a lesson. When I ate too much candy she told me to lessen. Times when I was selfish she told me to …
She brewed the most aromatic ginger milk tea. “Today let me live life to its fullest,” she thought. After days of worrying and fretting over what the result would be, she finally closed that chapter the previous day. Aisha was twenty-three when she got married to Aarav. “A match made in heaven,” whoever looked …
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