28 Feb 2014 No Comments
Cheats connived to fleece my fortune,
Drums beaten to sully my name,
Hounds unleashed to lick my flesh,
Blood deceived to bleed my soul,
10 Feb 2014 No Comments
Why women are not good drivers?
As we were getting late for a party, I hurriedly locked the doors behind us after picking up the car keys. When I opened the door of the car to get into the driver’s seat, my brother asked for the keys to drive which I reluctantly handed over to him.
I sat next to him, as he drove, with something stuck in my throat that was desperately wanting to come out .He must have driven a hundred meters only, to discover a traffic jam because of a car stuck due to the incompetency of the driver to reverse and park it.
by Bhaavna Arora in Blog