The face looked pale..Ashen was the picture..A tear-drop forming..In the eye left to mourn..A voice that’s inside..Says something about life..Breaking away the demeanor.. Rushing out to life.. The droplet ran free..To ruin the kohl...
Sometimes in life we meet some people who tend to change the way we live, the way we perceive life. I’m sure you two must have met such people too because I have, and I’m really glad that I did. yes, I’m talking about our friends...
Why in life.. Sometimes we are caught up with such circumstances that we decide to seclude ourselves from the life we breathe.. Why does this happens? I dont have the answers! But i do have a mindframe, a couple of thoughts that make me come to a...
The face looked pale..Ashen was the picture..A tear-drop forming..In the eye left to mourn..A voice that’s inside..Says something about life..Breaking away the demeanor.. Rushing out to life.. The droplet ran free..To ruin the kohl...
Sometimes in life we meet some people who tend to change the way we live, the way we perceive life. I’m sure you two must have met such people too because I have, and I’m really glad that I did. yes, I’m talking about our friends...
Why in life.. Sometimes we are caught up with such circumstances that we decide to seclude ourselves from the life we breathe.. Why does this happens? I dont have the answers! But i do have a mindframe, a couple of thoughts that make me come to a...
The face looked pale..Ashen was the picture..A tear-drop forming..In the eye left to mourn..A voice that’s inside..Says something about life..Breaking away the demeanor.. Rushing out to life.. The droplet ran free..To ruin the kohl...
Radhika Mundra is an aspiring writer, a lifestyle blogger and an intense storyteller.
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