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On a six pence parchment draw me damned line, Give me a flag and a staff to hold, A song to sing and a worthless lie, Tell me a story and g...

For they have eyes yet seldom see, For they have ears yet seldom hear, For the have hearts yet seldom feel, For they have hands y...

I still remember the joy my sister brought to our household, my sister would be my maternal aunt’s daughter, but she is not my cousin...

“The quintessential Indian story of a quintessential small town Indian teen.” In India where cricket is a many a times much ...

Oh! My lovely lass, why don’t come sit by my side and lay your head upon my lap. Let me rock you to sleep and ever so slowly to the wor...