Let this story be a prayer for redemption. The sun had barely risen, casting long shadows across the village crematorium, where a crowd had silently gathered. The air was thick—not with the smoke from the pyre yet, but with a… Read More ›
#RegretOfTears
#The tears of regret#
A Father with three Sons He dialed his elder son, the engineer Akhilesh, considered him the pride of the family. Son, we have met with a Car accident. I am OK, but your mother’s condition is serious. Some money… Read More ›
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