Winter: the unsung songs of Christ...by Rain210497
Just as the frost comes crawling in and the snow paints the town white and as the town decorates itself for advent of festive fun and frolic, I lay cuddled in the warmth...
follow request!by Dr.Prajakta Chaudhari
Social medias v all call it...Hundreds n hundreds of requests comin daily.. Hardly does dat matter whr do dey belong..
Jst among d crowd of cents thr s a name dat makes...
What I left behind...by Karan Shahani
When I left the hometown to pursue higher studies, I realized that it doesn't matter. But then one person made me realize that it does. and now when I look back, I do th...
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