Maximus- a shire horse, harnessed to a loaded cart, on a beautiful moonlit night was out with his master
to deliver the handmade accessories they usually sold to the aesthete aristocrats.
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Un soir, après avoir fini le devoir d’école, comme d’habitude j’étais venue chez ma amie Neelu. On assise sur son canapé regardant ensemble, à la télé, le film de Princesse Raiponce. Cette princesse avait les cheveux tellement longs qu’elle pouvait soulever une personne du sol à son balcon avec ses cheveux! Neelu et moi échangions
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Feminism- a big word, isn’t it? Why does it have to be such a controversial concept when its core is so simple and straightforward? Just a basic demand of women – to be treated equally. That’s it! Is that so complicated that it should trigger debates and movements?? These basic expectations often offend the “patriarchal
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I’ve been thinking of this since my 12th std, that how this quote is mistaken by the world.
“Behind every successful man there’s a woman”
Almost all the people…
Finishing my online class, I closed my laptop and leaned back in my revolving chair. I looked at the notes and my pen lying on the table. And it reminded me of something.. Haha, a very old memory!
आरशात माझ्या… -रती आरशात माझ्या क्षितिज मी पाहत आहे, दाटून आल्या आभाळातून, सरी आठवणींच्या बरसत आहेत… उलगडले जेव्हा संचित आमचे, ओठांवर होते हसू ओळखीचे, मृगजळ नाही, सत्य असावे, जे अंतरंगी माझ्या वसे… आरशात माझ्या क्षितिज मी पाहत आहे, निजलेल्या क्षणांची कादंबरी होत आहे… -Rati J.
This is one of the numerous letters written by All India Children’s Association (AICA) to the leaders of The Elders’ Society (TES) This letter was written by Rati J. in 2003 when she was a kid. And later on she submitted it to AICA. Dear Elders, You overestimate yourselves sooo much that you think I
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A candle to my company,
The night for the quests,
Leaning back, I sigh…
The rocking armchair squeaks…
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Mr. Anees Khan- a lone, wealthy merchant in the village, always found love in his pets. He was a tall, long bearded, muscly man who often dressed in white. He lived in a big mansion surrounded by a beautiful garden and an artificial lake with a small arched bridge. His garden was home to many
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-by Dr Umesh E-MAIL: 71umesh@gmail.com ‘A stone is hard but soft to crush. ‘Wax is soft but hard to crush. ‘A diamond requires another diamond to crush. ‘…… Everybody has a different CRUSH.’ I shared it with my Partner, who poked me about my crush. My Partner was a lady friend of mine. I call
