I’m a believer who denies worshipping the lord but listens to a soft voice that guides me. But it wasn't God with me, it was you- listening and guiding.
The mere though that I am now your daughter is disturbing. I say this considering any mom could create a fuss and ruin the whole weekend for her child!
My gaze moved to a photo of Biji, my mother, placed on the mantelpiece. How many more mysteries were hidden behind that smile?
She couldn’t for the life of her see the goodness around because she had shut her heart to the bright sun and enveloped herself in a dark veil of despair.
As the frame and glass shattered, a phone beeped loudly. Her phone. It beeped again. He picked it up and checked it, there were a couple messages from Raj.
I married him only after he promised me he would let me work and he did keep his promise! He ensured I worked in his home and around his routine.
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