Chapter 2 - Life is like a haphazard strand of beads. Life is a chaotic sequence of incidents – sparkling and dull, ostentatious and subdued, celebratory, and traumatic. Each bead is linked to the next by the string of time, but one cannot predict what comes next….. The sun started the day by touching the earth with his warm and tender rays. Sunlight shone through the glass window, falling on the electric blue carpet in the sunroom as if the rays were writing a compassionate story on fate, a narrative on human misery. Tapasvi was sitting at the dining table, having milk with her brother. They silently looked at each other. Anu put the milk in front of them with ...
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midnight_library @Disnhining_star
+ 2
3 months ago
Beautiful ❤️❤️ I love your writting. It was written so well. Emotional and also very meaningful
Tiara @DreamOfEndless
+ 15
3 years ago
Dear Madhuri, you have written really well. Very realistically portrayed, it brought back a range of painful events that has happened over the past months. The horror is still fresh, it took lots of courage to face the reality. I congratulate you again for taking the initiative of writing this, to preserve and gift a portion of our tears to the future. Looking forward to read more. ❣🤗
sagarvandana @sagarvandana
4 years ago
This reflects the contemporary events well. You are writing well
nn027 @nn027
+ 2
4 years ago
Beautiful story, Madi ❤️I expect a sequel.
vibha @vibraj
+ 6
4 years ago
Very soulful write up, compelling narrative!
Avyakta @Avyakta
4 years ago
This story is replicating the ongoing pandemic deaths and destruction Madhu. A well-written chronicle on this dreaded disease. I am inquisitive to read the artist's criminal angle.