The BabyI looked out of the window. It was still raining. A silent rain. No gusts of wind. No streaks of lightening. No thunderbolts. It was just simply pouring down. I trailed my eyes from the window to my w...
The parting gift (1970)They were madly in love. Happiness glowed on their cheeks when they faced the colourful world. Mark and Susan were the children of prosperous parents. Life had been kind to them but God’s blessings we...
Burying egoScared as a timid mouse At last I mustered up my courage Without a second thought, Buried my ego I went on, to talk to him On my way, bought an apology letter Heart thumping, As rain thatching onto a...