GEETA

‘I cannot let you work here. You are too young!” I told the girl clearly. But she was adamant. She looked up at me with her big, sad eyes and pleaded, “ Memsaab, please let me work here. My father is dead and I have a sick mother to take care of. Please memsaab, I… Continue reading GEETA

Entry no 8- ‘Love in Bloom’ by Dr. Vishaal Bhat

LOVE IN BLOOM The moon was yellow The lane was bright, AS he turned to me in the Autumn nite And every gesture And every glance Gave a hint That he craved romance. I stammered, stuttered And time went by The moon was yellow AND SO WAS I. About the Author: Dr. Vishaal Bhat, Assistant… Continue reading Entry no 8- ‘Love in Bloom’ by Dr. Vishaal Bhat

Entry no. 3 – By the Valentines Day – by Astha Sharma

Come to me the unsung verse The secret silence of this heart And I will sing you In the perfect tune Come to me Through the sobs and smiles Of that little girl , Who squirms at the calligraphy Of the newspaper headlines N wears a red shirt On February the 14th Secretly admiring the… Continue reading Entry no. 3 – By the Valentines Day – by Astha Sharma

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