Our Struggles Make Us Similar

I come across so many unknown faces every single day. Everyone is busy in going one way or the other. There are times when I wonder what kind of life they might be living. Their existence is huddled with problems which are a whole lot different than mine. A little girl is selling pens on… Continue reading Our Struggles Make Us Similar

Don’t Make Your Life a Prison House

These mountains, gigantic and alluring, have been a perennial source of tranquillity and curiosity to me. They never cease to teach me about life. It’s strange how it’s always the farthest and tallest mountain that calls me. My feet itch to saunter on its untrodden path. My hand desires to touch the stony walls of… Continue reading Don’t Make Your Life a Prison House