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When I walk at night alone...Read More

Precious, I am, yes, I am a woman fair sex, a symbol of glory and delicacy. Yes, a woman – molded with love  fragile but strong  flimsy at moments – the moments of love. Love for my...

When hope fights monsters for the future...Read More

In the moments of mystery...Read More

Roshan pulled out the hidden layers of his cane, lengthening it longer.  He addressed the stick.  “I value your hidden powers.”  Then he took a handkerchief from his pocket and started to clean the table tennis-like...

The sun may pierce through haze...Read More

I can hear the moon...Read More

We get lost in elemental forms...Read More

Immeasurable and unquenchable ...Read More

Affability and natural wisdom are part of the author's personality...Read More