“We have been talking about your works till now, being a writer is sure ecstatic but what are the other things you do at your leisure?”
“Oh yes, I love languages and I proudly say I am a polyglot.”
“Oh that’s wonderful sir, and your readers would surely like to know your favorite language, from the languages you have learned so far, which one has captivated you?”
“The one I learned first”
“Your mother tongue?”
“No, it comes second, the one that comes first for me is the language of love.”
writer
God’s Gift
She, in her life, cried many times but the one time, excruciating pain devoured her, tears and sweat plummeted hard, her cries reflected the intense agony. Her obscure screams were suffocated by fear and enthusiasm but when the sudden shrills of feeble spasmodic weeps accompanied her screams, her shrieks slowly faded.
The tears that began their journey from her exhausted eyes met the lips that beamed with ecstasy. Within seconds she had forsaken all she had gone through because she was overwhelmed by the gain of being a mother rather than the pain of becoming a mother.
That is the one time in every women’s life when tears of cry and happiness collide.
Dream
He ran fast.
The crowd applauded.
His only focus was the ribbon
at the end.In a few minutes
he broke off the ribbon.
Cheers could be heard and
his name was called out.
Through the window
while sitting on his wheelchair
he saw his dream come true.
Though he was limited by
his legs,his imaginations had
no limitations.
Ageless Love
One was 80.
The other 75.
Their toothless smooches
and shivering cwtches
made them blush again.
And they loved each other
like they never aged.
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