In The Name of Love


Heer was sitting on a bedstead set at the roof. It was a clear night and moonlight was illuminating everything; the mountains, the trees, wrinkles of her face, the straight unsmiling lips and shadows hidden in her eyes. Her eyes were trained on her hands lying in her lap.

“So, I am old now.”

 She took a deep breath to comprehend the years of her life gone. 

 “Five decades is a long time to live but it is not that long. Life passed by me and I passed by life but surely, I lived every second of it however it passed. But for a few of them, I had friendship with it.”

(In progress)


“The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost-First published in August, 1915 issue of The Atlantic Monthly.

The Road Not Taken

Do not we all feel lost and confused during the journey of this life?

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  1. You have to be from a war-torn country.

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