Annika was upset. She was always upset when she had to return. She always cried and threw a tantrum in a futile attempt to postpone her return. She was getting her way this time and she was going to put up a great act, Annika thought determined. She sat in a huff at the end […]
He said I was lucky that I escaped, what he didn’t know was that day I lost something far more precious than money, I lost hope, I lost trust and I lost Love.
The morning newspapers carried a small article in City Beat that the old Triumph Theaters would be torn down to build a new mall in the shopping heaven of Bangalore. Not many noticed.
Why is it necessary to fit in? Does having different likes mean you have to compromise?