By Angelina Jennifer There are different art forms which I enjoy but my favorite kind is the one of losing and being trolled as a toy. Failing is the most supreme art and we are its artists, while som
By Dr. Hari Mohan Saxena मिला राह में एक भिखारी चेहरे पर उसके लाचारी, भूख लगी थी, पेट था खाली कुछ पाने की आशा पाली। मैंने पूछा '"शर्म न आती ? मुफ्त की रोटी तुम को भाती ? मेहनत कर क्यों नहीं कमाते ? नि
By Prisha Sethi As the morning came along, The butterflies started singing a song. Tinkling bells were heard for a long . Nature was planting a seed of love, Which grew into a plant in its glove. A ba
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