Author: Priyu

A rich looking house.. There is a beautiful garden for that house.. There is a white bench in a corner of the garden.. A boy is sitting on it and brooding.. Suddenly, a middle aged woman comes there . ” What are you thinking son ?” “Nothing” “Okay. Then come to have lunch. We are waiting ” The boy doesn’t go with his mother. So, mother goes back. He gets thinking again.. “I can’t allow dad to do that. I can give them to one of my friends. I know mom doesn’t want to keep them here but I can’t…

A busy looking street is shown. There are many vehicles on the road. Many people are going here and there . In a corner of this street, on a old looking bench , an old man is sitting. He continuesly coughs . His face seemes to be careworn. Everyone who passes by , looks at this old man but none of their hearts get melted enough to help this old man. At this very time, a young man who looks wealthy , passes by . He sees this old man. He gets sad for him. So, he goes to the…

It was noon to that town and many people were seen on the beach . Some were walking along the beach. Some were finding the sea shells on the beach. And Two of those people were exploring a beautiful bird ?. The bird was resting upon a branch of a tree ?. It was blue in colour and had a light yellow coloured beak. The blue feathers on the bird was like the colour of the vast sky. But still there were some patterns in white colour on them . Which made that bird’s ? appearance just like the Eastern…

“ Mom.., I want to tell you something “ “ tell “ “ Do you remember the importance of tomorrow? “ “ Tomorrow ? “ “ Yes , do you remember ? “ Mother smiles .. “ How can I forget ? tomorrow is your birthday . Am I right? “ “Yes, actually … mom…” “ Do you want to say anything ? “ “ Yes , I want a .. actually you know mom, all of my friends knows that tomorrow is my birthday and tomorrow I’m going to one of my friend’s house too.. so..” “ so..? do…

A small house , situated in a corner of the town.., A boy who seems to be in his early twenties sits beside his bed and looks at his phone.. His phone rings.. ” Hello.. I was waiting for your call ” A voice of a girl comes.. ” Ahh! Really!! That’s so sweet of you” “So , how are you?” … The conversation runs smoothly.. He smiles at times while talking in phone. A middle aged woman comes in the room. ” Son..” The boy ends the call. ” Who was that? Is that..?” ” Yes Mom. That’s her.…

She was not sure of what it would feel like for others but for her it was like something unbearable. Her heart was paining or hurting or aching. All the words seemed suitable in the position. The reminiscence of the thoughts of her past was like a needle going through without much effort. She couldn’t carry on explaining to herself what were her feelings and emotions at that time. Her heart was quite sure that she would burst in to tears in this moment for her eyes were like covered with red threads. But for one thing or the other…

A beautiful garden in a calm , half rural area .. there is a big rich looking house in the garden. A man is working among the flower bushes .. While he is working, his face expressions shows that his mind is in a turmoil . Next to that garden, there is a small house, quite old looking but the garden of that house is mind catching. A middle aged man comes out of that house.. Both of these people see each other and gets thinking.. The person who works in the garden thinks ” Ah! Here he came at…

According to the past few episodes of Yeh Hai Mohabbatein it was shown that Ishitha (Divyanka Thripathi) died by a heart failure. When Pihu got kidnapped , Ishitha went in search of her and she too was attacked by the kidnapper. Later Pihu was saved but, Ishitha was announced as dead on the spot by the police. But after few episodes fans got to know that she is really not dead but is paralyzed by a snake venom which was injected to her by the kidnapper of Pihu who is later revealed as Nikhil. Even the doctors could not discover…

Once there lived an old man in a village taking care of his big farm; he was all alone; there wasn’t anyone to look after him. In his farm there was a huge crowd of animals. Many kinds;- cute chickens, gorgeous looking horses, cute puppies and dogs, wooly goats and much more. Although he was alone the village wasn’t. Children were every where. If one starts walking along the road (specially in evening) he or she will be able to count the little heads with which that person would forget everything. Almost everything. The old man stayed alone in his…