The Kismet Connection
Goyla stood silently on the banks of the Yamuna. The receding curls on his temple swayed slightly with the passing breeze. A...
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Goyla stood silently on the banks of the Yamuna. The receding curls on his temple swayed slightly with the passing breeze. A...
His wife and daughter were shopping somewhere while he filled his time walking in and out of the different tourist shops. Ouray,...
Sahiba watched the beautiful sunrise from the kitchen window with a sombre eye. Shifting her gaze to the tea leaves boiling gently,...
You were humming as you did when you were all by yourself. You exercised your stiff shoulder subconsciously, an annoying encumbrance in...
May I take you away with me? Solitude seemed to ask me in the quietest whisper… I felt my heart smile. Hadn’t...