A Fantasy!

I don't like to talk about the time when we dined in a five star hotel or about the time when you took me to your yacht and we sailed through the sea like sailors and you talked about all the fishes you have ever caught there. No, I love to talk about these things... Continue Reading →


She didn’t know why she was named Hope, but she never asked, she was happy with her name. So much happy that she carried it like a title, like a queen carries her crown. And when her friends would ask her jokingly, “Hope of whom?” she would smile and say, “I am my own hope.”... Continue Reading →

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