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Mr. Burp’s New Year Greetings
For our New Year celebration, my parents were participating in a Golf Tournament which was followed by a New Year
Greetings
This is Part III of a continued series. Read Part I –Lost and Part II – Memories. However, feel free to read
Memories
This is Part II of a previously ongoing story. Read Part I here – Lost. Tring … Tring! She ignored the
Lost
Ravi stood there at the back of the group, waiting for the door to be opened from within. Dressed in
A New Day
He told her he didn’t love her anymore. She was silent. He told her he had found someone else. She
A Life to Live
She was standing in the middle of the spartan room, its walls a starkly white. Just moments ago, there had been a
Rain Dance
“No rain today either”, remarked Jack, his brow furrowed as he looked out the window at the blazing sun
Boiled Over
She had reached the end of her patience. Irritated. Frustrated. Defeated. That’s what she felt. The future looked bleak. She
World War III : The Golf Cart, Ant Attack and the Mud Path
On a recent family trip to an out-of-town golf course, I had been designated as the unofficial photographer, and we
Revenge Mocha
This post is inspired by V . She is a single parent, juggling many roles and succeeding at each one. Read the