Sruthi K C / The Rain I will have been waiting for you here for a hundred years by the end of this spring, She murmured to herself. I was so curious to know that, whom she was waiting for. So, I asked whom are you waiting for and what is the reason behind it. I felt something mysterious in her talk. She kept silent for a while and started describing a man whom she has been waiting. While explaining, her eyes were becoming red, and her golden hair was flowing like butterflies. Time had gone by, she disclosed ‘ I am waiting for my prince. I was completely mesmerized when I heard her fascinating love story. I could see her happiness through her blandishment talk that I never have seen others. After hearing her love story, I left. I looked at her again and saw her slowly nodding head. The next day was a rainy morning and heavy storm, the narrow road was getting empty even before I reached there. But I didn’t mind, I left home and start walking along the empty road to the forest....
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Sruthi K C / Think about our life too The streets of Mangalore have always been so attractive and sometimes scary. Nevertheless, today I would say an untold story of a bunch of people from Rajasthan. They have been migrating since their childhood. They are like birds, they have wings, and they are so energetic to fly all over the world. They will have been traveling next New Year also. They have been staying in Mangalore for 3 years by the end of this month. In Mangalore, they are selling dolls and they are an integral part of children’s lives around the city. They are offering a wide range of dolls and vibrant toys. But never told a story about their kids. Our kids never played with a doll; instead of playing with dolls, they are suffering utter poverty. We make other’s kids smile, play. Nevertheless, our bachaa… she sighs. Our kids are street children so no one will think about us. We would like to make them go to school, feed nutritional food. But how she asks. She hersel...
Sruthi K C / Malar I was simply walking along the footpath on the way to the railway station with my fiancé. It was a beautiful evening ever I had. The street foods like Panipuri, Bel puri, samosas, etc. The street sellers were trying to get attracted by the people. I am a craving girl towards Panipuri. Therefore, finally, we decided to eat Panipuri. While having, my fiancé pointed to a lady and said, look at that lady there are people who are suffering a lot. First of all, I didn’t understand what he really meant. Again, he said, she is a woman and sleeping along the open street, no proper food, no facilities, but still, she might have some hopes. After hearing the words from him, we went close to her. Once she saw us, she started blabbering something. It was not at all clear. We could not understand what she is murmuring to us. Finally, I asked, do you know Tamil. She replied, yes I know Tamil. Without asking a single question, she started describing her. She i...
Death is Dying
Death is Dying Let him go, where ever he wants to go He is the one who took blood bath on my joker I was so eccentric once I heard the murmur But, I couldn't recognize whose death song was playing...... (Continues..)