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StoryA child, then and now pkroutray01 year 8 months ago
StoryTravel for the love and love for the travel pkroutray01 year 8 months ago
StoryAn Initiation to Wisdom pkroutray01 year 8 months ago
StoryRustic entertainers pkroutray11 year 8 months ago
StoryAn Infancy, I fancy pkroutray11 year 9 months ago
StoryAn evening in my village pkroutray21 year 9 months ago
StoryLove and art behind cooking pkroutray41 year 9 months ago
StoryVanishing Bushes pkroutray21 year 9 months ago
StoryThen, My Village pkroutray01 year 10 months ago
StoryMy Village School pkroutray21 year 11 months ago
StoryGrandma’s way pkroutray01 year 11 months ago
StoryA Tragedy- too tragic pkroutray01 year 11 months ago
StoryTo Siba,, Much we owe pkroutray31 year 11 months ago
StoryFlood, then and now pkroutray01 year 11 months ago
StoryCherished Evenings pkroutray71 year 11 months ago
StoryMagu Mallik pkroutray02 years 1 week ago
StoryAdhrit with threads, sacred pkroutray02 years 1 week ago
StoryA Unique Union pkroutray02 years 2 weeks ago
StoryAhead to Platinum pkroutray02 years 3 weeks ago
StoryDiamond at doorstep pkroutray02 years 4 weeks ago
StoryOwe I pkroutray02 years 1 month ago
StoryA Knot, Golden pkroutray02 years 1 month ago
StoryA Divine Knot pkroutray12 years 2 months ago
StoryFrom a village boy to a principal pkroutray02 years 2 months ago
StoryQUEUE pkroutray02 years 5 months ago

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A Pledge

A Pledge Hey, eight billion on earth the population! Let us take a pledge in unison that each of us will plant saplings, two and nurture them to grow...
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Chhota – A cattle herd boy

Chhota – A cattle herd boy Decades back in my village, native the caste system was active. There existed a caste milkman, they are classed. Deal they...

Perverted Wisdom

Perverted Wisdom Born and brought up in a remote rural setup in a village curdled by rivers inhabited by mostly farmers other professionals were a...
Cherry

My Grandma

My Grandma My age and chair now least I care as I do not shy while coveting I my grandma’s armpit and to leap on her lap to sit and to sleep on her...
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Cherry

I long for

I long for I long for from my heart’s core my days, seven decades past when its spell, the modernity had not cast the dawn, dusk day, and night now...
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