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I Love dancing in the rain of troubles...

When You fall from heights of success..

Away in the Rockies... a hiker wanders alone...

In India, the summer breaks have begun and children are leaving for a great camp, well, in opinion of most of the children...'

As the journey proceeds, Akshat seems to have his troubles piled up...

An adventure that goes beyond time...

This is for my friends who are now far away, those who I might never meet again.

This is the answer to many people who often ask me, why I even write when I know I'n not good at it.

An talk of someone I never thought would speak....

Rain is lovely, But What is it actually..