Mom!Alok!Come soon. Hot and yummy parathas are ready , screamed Nisha, as she placed three white plastic plates on wooden dining table. She, in a dark pink saree and a white pearl necklace wrapping around her neck, rushed back towards the kitchen which was separated from the dining hall with a thick white arc, extending from the left balcony of the hall to the right balcony of the kitchen. Their flat shined bright with the hot Sun piercing through the opened balconies and the big window by the main door, a few feet away from the dining table as the ...Read More

Nisha medam , recollected Alok, looking at himself on the glass of his cabin's door. He smiled, as a female voice flashed into his mind, calling out enthusiastically, Alok saar! The professor placed his right hand on his chest and closed his eyes, feeling the heartbeat throbbing within him, as he remembered a young girl twirling in the heavy rains her pony swang along as she danced crazily. He chuckled to himself and turned back. His student had left already. He hurried towards the white concrete wall marking the boundary of the corridor. Resting his fingers on the wall, his eyes ...Read More

Hey! Are you alright? , asked a meek and hesitant male voice. Nisha stood erect as the driver opened door and stepped out of his car. Her black pupils dilated at professor Alok nearing her. His light brown eyes too smiled while she recalled the scene of them standing beside the bakery outside their college 'Kanpur Technological University' was written in bold on a board above the black gate. It was noon on the first Wednesday of January 1994. Students were leaving home after their last exam of the semester. Their college stood in the mid-way of the service road ...Read More

Nisha opened her eyes only to realize that she was resting her head on Dr.Alok's chest. She released herself his arms and stepped back. His light brown eyes were spellbound in her rich black pupils. He smiled with his cute and tiny eyes glittering along. Your smile is so different today,saar , thought she, smiling in return. His smartphone beeped with a notification. He checked it and blushed to himself. Her smile narrowed and she hid her tears. Why the hell did the stupid Payal enter our lives? , yelled she, deep inside her mind. She frowned, sobbing to herself, and ...Read More

Research Lab , announced the blue rectangular board fixed at the middle of the glass door. The block letters painted in bold white. The entire corridor was dark except for the computer lab illuminated brightly with the hexagonal lights attached to the ceiling. No, you find some other guide. Dr.Alok will mentor only our team , argued a guy as his four other teammates nodded along. The other gang of three guys standing opposite them opposed him, You are wrong. The professor had published his thesis at the University of Michigan on a similar topic we are working on. So, you ...Read More

Amazing! Now, I realize why everyone loves Delhi. Oh Nisha Ji, did you look at the India gate? It's from far! , exclaimed Raftaar as his jeep stuck in the traffic. The yellow headlights of the participating vehicles, the glowing beetroot-colored lights of the police vans, and serial lights of the opposite choultry dominated the moon. Nisha was busy staring at her plain, flat and white nails as she massaged her middle finger with the thumb. She was sitting with her hands folded across and leaned back in her seat. He turned at her who remained silent and was lost ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may be regretting choosing the wrong love. You may be some bitter deeds you committed in the past. What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life? The doorbell rang and Alok rushed. A young man in a brown uniform stood outside with the car's keys having a silver keychain with the letter 'A' in capital and cursive. Nisha sister? , asked he, offering them to his client's son. Alok nodded and accepted them. Just as ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may be regretting choosing the wrong love. You may be some bitter deeds you committed in the past. What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Could these issues be resolved at least then? Two plates of pulav , ordered Mihir, to the aunt, at their college canteen. As she nodded with the plastic cover on her head nodding along and went inside, Sooraj added, Aunty! An apy bottle for me too! The waitress shrugged and looked at Alok, enquiring, You don't call me again. What do ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may be regretting choosing the wrong love. You may repent some bitter deeds you committed in the past. What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life? Dr.Alok switched on the lights and walked inside his cabin. The hexagonal white lights fixed to the ceiling were enough to illuminate the entire room like a bright full moon. He viewed the green board behind his rolling chair. It had a few notices related to the research ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may be regretting choosing the wrong love. You may be of some bitter deeds you committed in the past. What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life? Oh, Nisha Ji! , exclaimed Raftaar, dressed in a tracksuit, as he filled a glass with rasna from the jar in his hands. He placed his jar on the teapoy as he sat opposite Nisha. They sat on the long-armed wooden chairs in his balcony juxtaposed to the ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may be regretting choosing the wrong love. You may repent some bitter deeds you committed in the past. What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life? Dude, it's damn cool! , complimented Ishitha, leaning her left ear upon the mobile on the shoulder. The clock struck seven early that morning. Ishitha smiled, as she pushed a spoon of babyaaloo curry into her mouth. Her buff-cut hair overloaded her cuteness as she bulged her eyes and ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! Do you know each other upfront? , enquired Alok, turning from Dr.Alok to Raftaar. The two men nodded at each other. We met recently but I don't know who he is , revealed Dr.Alok. Sir, he is uncle Raftaar, our new neighbor , said Alok, introducing Raftaar ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! Dr.Alok slowly opened his eyes. He was shocked at how close his lips were to Nisha's hand. Her face had almost turned pink completely. She blushed widely as she embraced him. He released himself, at which she shrugged. He bulged his eyes at his ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! Happy Sunday! , greeted Ishitha, switching on her video on the zoom call. She smiled and greeted Raftaar, her meeting host as he turned on his video. Namaste Ishitha Ji! Welcome to my online counseling , invited Raftaar, joining his hands and nodding. How did you ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! And those are the various software models. This ends our first module , declared Dr.Alok, pressing the remote's button to display the last slide on the screen behind. As the students sighed and closed their notes, he walked back to the lecturer's desk and closed ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! Buses, autos, cars, trucks, and bikes were horned restlessly as they were paused like statues in the middle of the Vikas Marg road. Smoke exhausts along with other common chemicals outside yellowed the darkening evening sky. Nisha sat back and sighed in her car, ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! No!Nothing! Why would I say anything? What should I tell? , shouted Alok, raising his eyebrows and hiding his smile. Nisha sighed. She then grabbed the jar with rasna on the dining table and emptied it on his face. While Ishitha threw her mouth open, ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! Excuse me, ma'am , said the fair man with a thick black mustache, standing at the entrance of Nisha's cabin. Nisha, in a dark blue suit, nodded and gestured for him to come in. He placed a glass of brown tea with ice cubes floating ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! Dr.Alok Sharma, why? What's the issue? , asked one of the other speakers who stood up from the first row. Sir, please tell us where we went wrong. We can't spare to lose any of our knowledgeable guests coming here to share their valuable insights ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! Time's up for your seminar! , Nisha reminded Alok. She got up from her chair. He too stood up. She blushed and rushed towards the auditorium. Sexy! Whenever I am about to tell her the three magical words, something or the other hinders me. Urgh! ...Read More

No matter where you are in your life, you may regret choosing the wrong love.You may repent of some deeds you committed in the past.What is it like if life luckily gave us a second chance? Can those issues be resolved at least then for a better life?For instance, what about love in middle age?!?! Shut up, Aashitha! , Dr.Alok roared as Aashitha bulged her eyes and closed her fist. Nisha, clinging to Alok, continued soaking his shirt. Alok tightened Nisha in his arms as he walked her along towards the stage. Aashitha shrugged, heading towards the wooden desk. She ...Read More

Alok saar loves me!Yippee!I hoped for years to live the very moment! thought Nisha, twirling and walking on fifth-floor corridor. She stopped near the glassed window thrown open halfway. Her eyes went over the four pillars of street lights planted at the four corners of the podium housing a fountain of medium height spitting volumes of lake water all around and enough to prevent the surface from growing dry. She blushed at the white and bright vision thrown to pierce through her dilating pupils. She smiled, wondering, Everything sounds like an old dawn's dream yet! Scenes of herself proposing ...Read More

Dr.Alok! , exclaimed Nisha, as she read out the same in white font over the light blue screen of mobile. She took the phone and grinned at her family. Mom! I cannot believe that it's my guy. He has never called me late...not even during our college!.... , commented she, blushing at her mother. That's because you are lovers now!!! , clarified Alok beta, smiling at her. She received his call and ran, pushing the reddish pink curtains behind her as she chuckled along. Oh! , cheered Raftaar as Nisha locked herself in the bedroom. Aunty, look at your daughter , added he. He ...Read More

I had always been in love with you, saar. But, only with you although you turned me down. So, never married. Dhushyanth Saxena I was talking about the other day.... was made up. Alok beta is my adopted son. I raised him as a single unmarried mother. Oh, I see! Alok beta is lucky to have a loving mom like you... , said Dr.Alok, wiping his tears as the scene of his mother feeding him lunch back in his twenties, flashed in front of his eyes. Mom, I miss you. Please forgive me , he thought. He faked a smile, diverting, ...Read More

Nisha turned back. She smiled at Sarla. Hey, I think I know you! , exclaimed the maid, shrinking eyes and scratching her head. Nisha chuckled as Sarla tried to drill her left index finger through her left forehead. The scene of herself carrying a bowl of fruit salad andentering Dr.Alok's room someday flashed in her mind. Sahab, your breakfast! , announced she. She bulged her eyes and caught her breath for a moment spotting her boss blushing at himself as he stood in front of the dressing mirror. She closed her eyes as he smooched Nisha's photo on his mobile. Waah! ...Read More

Chill! , Sarla said, offering a glass of water to Nisha. Of course, I have seen her. You showed her photo, right? , she reassured, as Nisha gulped water. Sarla escorted Nisha to sit back on the couch. She patted her shoulder. Madam, it's the first time I am seeing that lady that too, on your mobile screen. Who is she? , she clarified, chuckling along. Nisha sighed.She smiled and nodded at Sarla. See, you look like a strict boss firing an annoying worker when you get tensed. Sarla touched Nisha's cheeks, complimenting, Your smile is so cute. Nisha blushed at which Sarla ...Read More

Nisha rushed towards the wooden table having three lower shelves fixed to the wall to the left of the table. She closed her fists and folded her hands and legs to cover herself on the side facing the stairs away from the entrance. I'm sorry, Alok saar. I shouldn't have suspected you and come here. She slammed her head against the surface behind her. She joined her hands and closed her eyes. Oh, lord! Forgive me for my deliberate or innocent sins. Please don't let Dr.Alok know that I'm here. Please! , she prayed. As Dr.Alok removed his bag, he ...Read More

Dr.Alok threw Nisha's hands from his collar. He pushed her to the ground. Alok saar! , she shouted. You are so rude , she continued, frowning at him. Nisha, it's not only my house's door but also my heart's door that will never ever open again for you , announced Alok, shutting the door. No! , screamed Nisha, rushing to the adjacent window. She wrapped her fingers around the white bars. No way, Alok. Why are you so sensitive? Can't you give a thought to what I just uttered? Why don't you hear me before throwing me out of your life? , she questioned, weeping ...Read More

“How dare you rape my wife?”, yelled the mad husband-mad in love for a girl who never deserved it she only knew how to take someone’s feelings to serve her own purpose, may it be Nisha’s or Alok’s. The gentleman, in his early thirties, kicked the half-opened door hard to throw it open. He barged in, gnashing his teeth and closing his fists at the tall, moderately fat, and fair thirty-year-old man on the bed. Payal bulged her eyes and wiped the drop of sweat rolling down her forehead in an attempt to soak the soft skin of her ...Read More

“Arey! Just go if you are done. Why are you still here, you hopeless unlucky man?”, asked Gaurav, pulling window’s doors to shut them. “You aren’t a hero to keep waiting here so that I change my mind and accept you. No drama is happening here! I don’t give a fuck about you. Go away, right now!”, screamed Payal, in her nightingale’s voice only her voice was sweet for she was worse than the venomous python of the Australian woods. As Alok wiped his tear and set a foot away, Gaurav called him. Alok stopped. He turned behind, shrinking ...Read More

“Emergency!”, exclaimed Alok saar, carrying the unconscious Nisha in his arms. His eyeballs rolled hither and thither, as soon he stepped inside the hospital. There were beds hurrying bruised kids to wards in different corners. Several doctors got their hands dirty with syringes or stethoscopes while the others were engrossed rubbing their palms with the kids’ tender ones. Alok spotted a free bed. He rushed to lay Nisha on it he rested the back of her head gently on the white pillow. He sobbed at her fresh blood in his hands. Without any further delay, he folded his thumb ...Read More

“Yaar, the automata subject…what is it on Earth?”, began Veena. Nisha chuckled at Veena while Jenny sighed and shrugged. we might have to check out the Stephen author textbook tomorrow in the library. Shall we come earlier to college tomorrow morning, Veena?”, suggested Nisha. “Go dude, who will get up early?”, refused Veena, shaking her hands vigorously. Nisha chuckled again. It was back on the warm evening of November 1991 that Nisha, in a dark green salwar, stood with two of her friends, Veena, in a grey salwar, and Jenny, in a blue frock. There were gangs of five, ...Read More

“Damadji(Son-in-law), how is Nishoo now? How did she suddenly collapse?...”, enquired Sandhya, in a broken voice, as she rushed her dark green sari. Young Alok accompanied her along the corridor. She had tied her milky white-colored hair behind, with a black centering clip. She shrugged at Dr.Alok. She pointed at the locked ICU door. She began sobbing bitterly at him.He turned away and wiped his tears. “Sir is mom fine now?...”, enquired Alok beta. The professor nodded. He shared, “The surgery is almost over. I’m sure she will be fine.” Sandhya leaned on her grandson’s shoulder. Her red eyes ...Read More

“Ishitha Ji, will this do?”, enquired Raftaar. He picked up a bouquet of red roses placed in the queue the adjacent table. They visited a bouquet shop. Ishitha, in a white salwar and red dupatta pinned on her left, shook her head, with her big fat silver earrings swinging along. She stood at the end of the corridor separating two opposite racks of bouquets. She rushed towards him with a bouquet of white lilies as focal flowers and green tulips constituting the secondary flowers. “Oh, come on! Red flowers?”, asked she, shrugging along. “Why? What’s wrong? Girls love red, ...Read More

“What would you have, uncle and aunty?”, asked a young boy wearing a turban and dressed in a yellow on white pants. Raftaar and Ishitha took the last seats in the Daaba as soon as they walked in. “Aunty!”, exclaimed Ishitha as Raftaar too exclaimed,” Uncle!”, in chorus. “Arey! We are young. Bhai bhabhi bulao(address us as your elder brother and elder brother's wife)”, corrected Raftaar. The waiter smiled and nodded. While he apologized, Ishitha shrugged at Raftaar. “Why bhabhi?”, she argued. Raftaar shrank his eyes and caught his ears as Ishitha was engrossed in raising her eyebrows. “Naughty ...Read More

“Alok saar, pass the water bottle”, said Nisha, extending her hand and pointing at the table. Dr.Alok nodded. He up from the bed and grabbed the bottle. As Nisha opened her palm to get it, he brought the water bottle closer to her mouth. “It's ok. I can drink it myself”, argued she, bringing her hand in between as she attempted to snatch the bottle. “No, medam. Let me feed you”, he offered, filling her mouth with drinking water. She gulped. They chuckled. He patted her cheeks. “Good afternoon. Sweet dreams”, he wished, helping her lie back on the ...Read More

“Yaar, Marvel Avengers movies are indeed the best. Hahaha! Thor is my favorite!”, shared Sooraj, shaking his spectacles. He with young Alok and Mihir. Alok chuckled, nodding along, “I loved the movie too. Black Panther the Wakanda is releasing next month. Let's not miss it, guys! Woohoo!” He extended his palms for both his friends standing on either side to put a hi-fi in. But, Mihir didn’t acknowledge it. He was, instead, busy looking at the circular floors and the big fat white chandelier hanging from the middle of the ceiling. Alok and Sooraj shrugged at each other. “Central”, ...Read More

“What! Did you call me at this hour just to ask this? And what’s this lip zip about?”, asked shrugging. Dr.Alok laughed again. He corrected her, “Sexy! Nisha medam, you invented a new term now from zip-lip to lip-zip.” She blushed, rubbing her hands on her forehead. “Hey, do you remember that day in college?”, asked Dr.Alok, blushing as he looked outside his netted window. Nisha shrugged, turning at the mirror to catch herself blushing. The scene of young Nisha in a black salwar and young Dr.Alok in a violet shirt on dark blue jeans pants in the faculty’s ...Read More

“Hello Sameer, let us discuss the next version of the sleeplessness tracker app later. I’m currently out of the I will be back in an hour or so”, conveyed Nisha. “Sure, Nisha”, her caller’s sharp voice, a bit of which was also heard outside, pierced through her ears. She chuckled and hung up. As she inked the pen connected to a string emerging from the window and dropped it on the ruled register, she nodded at the security guard at the entrance. She blushed, bringing her hands closer to slide the black holder of her tiny Tupperware lunch box, ...Read More

“Yes, I am coming. Wait!”, squealed the elderly mother, as her flat’s bell rang aloud. She rushed straight out the kitchen towards the door. The white-haired woman, walking with an erect spine and white pony tied with a centering clip, smiled and shook her head, witnessing Dr.Alok through the peephole. She unplugged the gold-plated chain from its socket. Dr.Alok nodded with a wide grin. She chuckled as her eyes happened to go over a part of the green designer sari seen from the cloth bag in his hands. “Namaste aunty!”, he greeted, bowing and extending his right ...Read More

“Sir, he is innocent. Let him go. You can’t punish him. It hurts”, Nisha raised her voice as he Alok and left the room. “Nisha, I can’t understand what happened. I didn’t do this…”, denied Alok, with a soft tone, at Nisha, as she chased them along. Nisha nodded. She patted his shoulder, guaranteeing, “I know that you can’t even do it even in your dreams. I will prove it and save you before dusk. Be brave, saar.” “No Nisha, I didn’t do it. I didn’t…”, he grumbled. All eyes were on the three rushing along the corridor of ...Read More

“Why there? Isn’t it on the outskirts of Delhi?”, asked Tanya, shrugging at Ranveer who was busy massaging his They sat on the first bench in the corner of the classroom close to the door.Sixth semester CSE”, announced the blue board on the open white door of the classroom. “It's not safe at late night. Let's meet somewhere else, dude.” No sooner did young Alok enter his classroom than he happened to hear Tanya’s utterance. “I can’t tolerate this haute girl addressing me ‘dude’ anymore. Urgh! I will put an end to the same very soon”, ...Read More

“Yaar, teach me soft and hard links whenever you are free. It's like science fiction going above my head”, Mihir, shrinking his eyes and yawning at young Alok. Sooraj shook his spectacles and nodded. “Guys sure let's revise during the last hour today. Fathima ma’am is on leave today”, replied young Alok, in his soft voice. “Revise?”, exclaimed Sooraj.“Yaar, it's apparently a revision for you. But, it's the first time we are studying the topic. Explain accordingly.” “Yes yes, I understand. Don’t worry it's very easy. I will teach you guys within a span of five ...Read More

CHAPTER-44 SURPRISE The sky turned orange in color. A red car with its brand, announcing, ‘Swift’ in italic style and grey in color, below its rear windshield, stopped at the entrance of a temple. Nisha, in a dark green designer saree, having tiny gold circles on its body, stepped out from her driver seat. She had left her hair loose; it extended to her waist. She looked hither and thither. “Where is Alok saar?”, wondered she, locking her car with a small remote. She headed towards the footwear stand on the left. No sooner did ...Read More

CHAPTER-45 PERFECT PARTNER Meanwhile, Sandhya and Usha sat together inside the spacious prayer hall. Sandhya’s voice echoed within four corners of the empty hall as Usha moved her fingers on the pages of the holy Bhagavad Gita. Sandhya was engrossed in chanting a fewslogans as Usha moved her lips and nodded. “Mom! Usha aunty!”, squealed Nisha, entering inside, along with Dr.Alok; his eyes still remained closed. Nisha taking Usha’s name: “Usha aunty! Usha aunty! Usha aunty!” echoed over and over within Dr.Alok’s mind. He struggled to witness through the dark black cloth, but all in vain. Scenes of ...Read More

CHAPTER-46 Retribution An elderly gentleman of around seventy placed his old visiting card on the pageto close the volume of the book in his hand. The painted illustration of Lord Krishna on a golden chariot glittered to highlight every pixel as the early morning beam struck it. As the reader removed his brown-framed spectacles whose temples were dark yellow in color, he leaned back on his couch. No sooner did he rest his arms on the arms of the sofa than his doorbell rang. “Reshma beti, open the door”, he ordered, shrinking his eyes and frowning as his ...Read More

CHAPTER 47 Critical Nisha rushed along the stretcher resting an unconscious Dr.Alok on it. She wept, calling again and again, “Alok saar!”, as she ran along. The ward boys and nurses on the other side of the stretcher made their way into the ward. Nisha, dressed in the same sari, as in the morning, broke down with her knees on the hospital’s white-tiled floor. “Ma'am, calm down”, convinced Sarla, kneeling beside her. Nisha pointed at the ward and wept aloud as Ramlal and Sarla aided her to stand up. “Let me get some water”, informed ...Read More

CHAPTER 48 THE LOST SON “Urgh! RSU leaves us at one. It's exactly when most bus drivers break lunch”, grumbled Tanya. She stood with young Alok at the bus stand opposite their university. “I know right! Full working days on Saturdays is far better than waiting endlessly for the bus”, added son Alok. Tanya turned her smartphone on. She shrugged at him, as her home screen displayed a half-past one. “Fuck! This is horrible. I wonder if there is a local strike going on in the city”, worried Alok. “Mihir and Sooraj-look at these guys. They bunked. It ...Read More

CHAPTER 49 DUMBSTRUCK “Do you still eat chips the same way you used to, in college?”, Nisha enquired raising her voice. While he nodded with a happy smile, she shrugged. She gave an amiable beat again on his shoulder. “Saar, it has only been quite a few weeks since you escaped from a critical liver issue. Why are you reckless about health? Eating too many chips is bad for health and health is wealth…” “Yes yes. My health is my property…”, he interrupted her. “You are so dumb!”, she teased. She pulled his cheeks, advising, “I am ...Read More

CHAPTER 50 A PLAY BY THE HEAVENS The door banged to trigger a showpiece to fall down the racks of the adjacent wall. “Mom!”, called young Alok. No sooner did he begin stepping towards the room that Dr.Alok caught his hand. The sinful father swallowed his tears at his son. He was about to hug him when the latter pushed him. “Why did you abandon me? I demand your explanation, Dr.Alok”, he roared. Dr.Alok joined his hands. He knelt and bowed in front of his son. “I am sorry, Ayush beta. Never did I guess ...Read More

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS Dear readers, Writing fiction series has always been my dream. I am a new writer. This is the time I have been writing consistently on an online platform. I was about to give up after failing on a few other platforms when I discovered Matrubharti at the right time to keep my creativity alive. I take immense pleasure to announce that my first novel titled ‘The Reunion Of Alok and Nisha’ has come to an end!!! It feels really good. This is my first published novel ever and luckily, on Matrubharti!!! I hope you liked ...Read More