Cowards
Writers are cowards, They confide the truth Only to the written pages. Apparently, there are some others out there, Who … Continue reading Cowards
Writers are cowards, They confide the truth Only to the written pages. Apparently, there are some others out there, Who … Continue reading Cowards
A gulp of the last wine drop from the wine bottle. I began to type. Cold was the night and … Continue reading Too much wine
Part I – Even the moon was interested I started writing Kashmiri night without an idea or a plot behind … Continue reading Kashmiri Night – Part I