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StoryHey Atheists! pkroutray06 years 6 months ago
StoryInfinite dimension and special visions pkroutray06 years 6 months ago
StoryFearlessness pkroutray06 years 6 months ago
StoryDivinely Blessed Kabita pkroutray06 years 6 months ago
StoryMy Song pkroutray06 years 6 months ago
StoryLaws Of Creation pkroutray06 years 6 months ago
StoryYour show off and His malice pkroutray06 years 6 months ago
StoryHis Accord pkroutray06 years 6 months ago
StoryA GJ call pkroutray06 years 7 months ago
StoryA Divine Gift pkroutray06 years 7 months ago
StoryTear fill farewell to Dads pkroutray06 years 7 months ago
StoryFair pkroutray16 years 7 months ago
StoryListen to Him in silence pkroutray06 years 7 months ago
StorySamanta, Our tears never dried pkroutray06 years 7 months ago
StoryPadmanava –You stayed young pkroutray06 years 7 months ago
StoryOn a happy occasion. pkroutray16 years 8 months ago
StorySudhir, I repent pkroutray06 years 8 months ago
StoryA friend, I cannot part. pkroutray06 years 8 months ago
StorySenapati, our showman pkroutray06 years 8 months ago
StoryFree Will pkroutray16 years 8 months ago
StoryA Scriptural say pkroutray06 years 9 months ago
StoryReal Happiness pkroutray06 years 9 months ago
StoryTo Our Dear Departed Friend pkroutray16 years 9 months ago
StoryA thought to introspect pkroutray16 years 9 months ago
StoryDepleting Wisdom pkroutray06 years 9 months ago

My stories

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An evening in my village

An evening in my village Comes an evening with its crimson-colored painting over the horizon and the sky picturesquely captivating to the eye...
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Cherry

Vanishing Bushes

Vanishing Bushes From bush to bush, mongooses run with their breed for food and fun. From bush to bush, rabbits hop to enjoy these sights, passersby...
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Love and art behind cooking

Love and art behind cooking With nourishing nutrients in hygienic environments when the food is cooked and fed sound health is bound to be bred, what...

Then, My Village

Then, My Village The pathos of a passerby in his call at a pitch high scared by his loneliness, and beasts howling in the darkness in the late hour...
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Cherry

My Village School

My Village School Often I look at my infancy seeking out the treasures of fancy the way I had begun to be one to learn a lesson and the prior period...
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