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A long time ago in a special place called her mind, Mira hid a chest with a heart full of questions, all unanswered. Since she was little, she had been seeing people acting extremely patriotic on Independence Day and Republic Day. She had gotten used to them giving motivational speeches and creating inspirational art on […]
Zia had just settled into her new school. She was the only new student to join Grade 6 in Excellence Academy in that year. This tall girl with long, straight, dark hair, big green eyes, peach skin and a slim and athletic body, had moved to the city of Penborn from her birth town, Letterpoint,
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I came across a dandelion grassland, lounging on grass all along the way, thinking of you. Love blessed me with the blossoms of empathy, caring well, sharing laughs, and romancing the living. Love is reckoned to be an erstwhile friend of humans! Talking to my intrusive thoughts feels like descending into loneliness. Afar from you,
Sharanya and her husband Narayana while going for a walk, spotted an abandoned baby boy lying in a bin. The child was very good looking. The couple knew that they cannot have children of their own. So they decided to adopt him. But when sharanya’s older brother Ramachandra did not like this. As soon as
Rita grew up inside a cocoon of parental protectiveness and had never experienced the jerks and perks of reality. Today, it was different. Though, she woke up in her same soft bed with fully pillows and silk sheets, there were tremors of expectations going through her. The cool wind blew through the pink curtains letting
Tiny gestures of love can brighten the darkest mind,Do an act of kindness in whatever way you can find;Charity begins at home which applies to kindness too,Start spreading joy at home even if it’s acts, small and few… Mira and Neil were good children who loved their parents very much. They excelled in academics as
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Mira’s eyes opened slowly as the sun woke her up with its bright light. It was time to wake up from the soft bed and get out of the cosy blanket. After a whole night of heavy rain, the cool air was running around like a child in a playground. She looked out of the
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Success is not final, failure is not fatal, it is the courage to continue that counts as rightly said by Winston Churchill, we should never let success get to our head and never let failure get to the heart. My cousin Pragya inspired me greatly and I had learnt a beautiful art of livelihood from
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It’s 8am now, the hustling and bustling of the busy city of Calcutta had just begun . With the reopening of a couple of shops, vendors busy in their own stuffs and office seekers and school children on their way, there stands an early morning picturesque as usual. But, in the midst of the busy
HI EVERYONE! A HEAD NURSE NAMED MRS. RATHINAMBAL LIVED IN PUDUCHERRY SINCE 1969. SHE WAS BORN AND BROUGHT UP IN CHENNAI AND GOT MARRIED IN PONDICHERRY. SHE COMPLETED HER DIPLOMA IN NURSING AT MADRAS MEDICAL COLLEGE. SHE IS A HARD-WORKING WOMAN. SHE LOVED HER JOB AS MUCH. UPON DAY OFF, SHE DOESN’T LEAVE HER JOB.
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