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StoryDon’t react but respond pkroutray514 years 2 months ago
StorySpider's web pkroutray314 years 2 months ago
StoryDo not just pkroutray814 years 3 months ago
StorySome treasures for the day pkroutray214 years 3 months ago
StoryHypothesis on perfect Valentine’s day pkroutray214 years 3 months ago
Storywood apple (Bael) pkroutray214 years 4 months ago
StorySome anonymous quotes pkroutray014 years 4 months ago
StorySTRANGE DEFINITIONS pkroutray114 years 5 months ago
StoryFREEDOM pkroutray414 years 5 months ago
StoryTelling a “NO” pkroutray214 years 5 months ago
StorySuccess pkroutray214 years 7 months ago
StoryJungle Rule pkroutray214 years 8 months ago
StoryStrange Facts pkroutray114 years 8 months ago
StoryGlimpses of Hindu Philosophy pkroutray214 years 8 months ago
StoryFuture Forecast pkroutray214 years 9 months ago
StoryPREAMBLE TO A LIFE PK ROUTRAY pkroutray214 years 9 months ago
StoryBlood Red Romance Baggi0414 years 9 months ago
StoryUntitled dazzz1er214 years 9 months ago
StoryLearning from our observations pkroutray214 years 9 months ago
StoryFriends in need are friends indeed pkroutray414 years 9 months ago
StoryMy Roof Top Garden pkroutray214 years 9 months ago
StoryDream pkroutray214 years 10 months ago

My stories

The Valentine's Day

The Valentine's Day P Gaan P K Routray (1) The day Adam and Eve in the garden of Eden ate the fruit forbidden, A feeling called the eternal love sprang up between.

The Ready-wit poet

The Ready-wit poet P Gaan P K Routray Yadumani was a poet of ready wit, In reciting instant poetry he had shown extraordinary feat. Once while strolling with the king on the village road,

wood apple (Bael)

wood apple (Bael) (Aegle marmelos Rutaceae) P K Routray In my garden , Twelve years back I planted a sapling, A type of wood apple, Bael its name being.

My Present malice

My Present malice P K Routray When I see a baby in mother’s lap, Crying, laughing kicking with a rap, My heart burns out of jealousy, Oh mother! Take me to your lap with mercy.

Thoughts and Deeds

Thoughts and Deeds P K Routray Many a time dual thoughts crisscross our mind, Some are divine; some are of demonic and vicious kind.

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