While we are dwelling in the world of murder mysteries and psychological thrillers in web series, TV shows, and movies; I fail to find the happy coincidences that once made our bones tickle amidst the monotony of life. Where deceit and disguises were not meant to rob anyone but just to add a slice of humor to life.
Take a look at Wilma Rudolph.
I loved the feeling of freedom in running, the fresh air, the feeling that the only person I’m competing with is me.
by Mansi Singh Although implicitly protected by the Constitution, transgender persons continue to face daily struggles in achieving socio-economic parity with the rest of the […]
We first met when my friend handed me the iconic book ‘The Fountainhead’. I wasn’t a literature person then; this friend was my only medium […]
Many have died and went insane, many have lost their hearts in vain, and many have scribbled on walls, or have cut their wrists. The […]
