An unemployed-post-graduate’s resume- for an underpaying clerical job; A poor widow’s application- for an insignificant pension; A prescription for medicines- that the abandoned senior citizen could never buy; A strangulated … Continue reading Diary of a Dust Bin
In the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love. In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile. In the … Continue reading From Bar to Bench, and back | Story of Life So Far; Well, More or Less.
a slice of life….