Rimmee
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Through a colored glassA Story by RimmeeThis article will take us into the unforgettable days of childhood when we all used to see life through colored glasses. |
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Grandparents - Our greatest treasureA Story by RimmeeWe miss some of the most blissful things among the crowd of our hectic life. It is sad to see that children now-a-days have los.. |
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...did the chains breakA Story by RimmeeDawn ended in dusk and I felt as if I tried too hard to stay attached to it. I knelt down and wept…and the tears spread over my body li.. |
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MUSIC OF THE RAINA Story by RimmeeThe clock struck 12. I was almos.. |
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Damsel or Bride ?A Poem by RimmeeSitting by a barn wood window At the dead of wintry nightShe .. |
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MY MUM - MY GUIDING LIGHTA Poem by RimmeeThe moment I first opened my eyeJust an hour before the dawnThe first name I uttered in my cryWas none other than my mumOne day when I cried with fear.. |
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A TOUGH CHOICEA Story by RimmeeSELF-RESPECTHe was a seventeen year old guy then. They called him Suraj. He was the son of a retired school teacher. .. |
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ON THE WAY TO TRUTHA Story by RimmeeTruth is power |
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Little do I remember how red turned greyA Story by RimmeeA memoir of childhood love and innocence. |
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