Dear Sister,
I still remember we grew up quarreling and squeezing into the same jeans and the t-shirts that are hanging in the closet loathing to see the same insane fights we had. But now I can smell that I... Read More...
I could see sisters and brothers celebrating Bhai Tika with much joy while I, on the other hand, could not celebrate it. I am someone who is very fond of lights, colors, flowers, and dogs. Since a... Read More...
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