Tag: Mother

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Nov 17

Mother

Winners never quit was her favorite lines. She quit her job to take care of her kid. Sometimes quitting is important for your dear ones.

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One day, Rose gets upsets and starts crying when she is sitting with her mother in the restaurant. She starts yelling and screaming that the scar on her face is not going away and she has to meet a boy in a day. Her mother asks her what happened, how you got this scar and…

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Jul 30

Nasty Uncle

Tina is a teenager who is very enthusiastic about life and believes in the ‘Mantra’ of universe conspires to make happen everything you in life. She looks at everything from a positive aura and makes surrounding people positive as well. She always circulates positive vibes to everyone. Everyone who is her friend comes to her…

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Anaya is weaving a dream on her tenth birthday party, which is happening on her tree house with her dear family. Everyone is gifting her Barbie dolls to build a Barbie dollhouse like her tree house. A six year old has a dream, which is not an ordinary one. As her cake arrives, her grand…

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Dec 18

Ray of Hope

The story is about a woman who loses her husband, how she copes with the loss and emerges out as a strong woman.   The phone rang. Sabitha who was in the kitchen came rushing towards the phone. Wiping the sweat from her face with her sari she answered the call-“Hello Mrs. Rathore speaking. Who…

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This story is about Jignesh, a journalist and his mother.   Jignesh is a journalist. He wants to work in his city itself because he has only mother and he don’t have siblings. If he moved to the other city then his mother should stay alone in his own house. But he couldn’t find a…

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Mar 21

In the Womb

Its about a girl in the womb who describes her feelings when she is aborted.  I am colour of walls in my home, I am the aroma of food prepared at my home, I am the trumpet that keeps playing all the time in festive occasions and I am the daughter of this house who makes…

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Jan 31

At Peace

The rashes and bruises had still not gone. Her shoulder was wounded. The blouse torn. I could see the birthmark on her right shoulder clearly through the blouse. She wept. Wept, sobbed and wailed like a small child. Tears were rolling down her cheek. ” I am tired, Madhi. Let me sleep.” I remember the…