A thin streak of gold,
dropping down her ears - holding a shinning bead,
like my tear treading down my cheeks!
This is MADHAVARAJAN's blog page, wherein i have plans to exhibit my creative skills especially in the areas of story writing. All stories and articles that come in this page would be original and my own brain. My blog has few more pages (click OTHER PAGES)i would like you to see all my articles and post your valuable comments
In the silence of the night, I dial her number, my heart alight, Alas, she rejects my call, no words, no text, nothing at all. ...