The phone rings. The voice on the other end says, “We need you again” and the phone hangs up.
I am a lecturer by profession. Penning down poetries and stories is my passion. I had inherited this innate talent from my father.
The phone rings. The voice on the other end says, “We need you again” and the phone hangs up.
“Internet addiction “- the elders call it…
Oh! Martyrs of the freedom struggle…
You are tired… Tired of life.
Another year… One more Birthday without you…