The story, titled "The Wings of an Angel," follows Aban and his ailing grandfather on a magical journey that explores the concept of virtues through the lens of faith and loss. The story highlights the power of faith, hope, and resilience in the face of hardship and leaves the reader with a sense of hope and inspiration.

On that day, I was sleeping after a long spell of enjoyment outdoors, riding as a passenger on a KSRTC bus. Now, the time is 7 o'clock, and a man shook me awake. I woke up in astonishment upon hearing "Perinthalmanna."

Once upon a time, a man lived in a Palace. Despite his richness, he was interested in exploring tourist places and being adventurous, like climbing and swimming. One time, he decided on a pan-India tour.

My encounter with that ugly, unshaven, smiling face did force my cheeks to form a smile. The words of Dr. Eva Ritzo, a co-author of “The Beauty Perception,” made much sense

The little boy in a tattered shirt with pink-coloured buttons stuck on the front strip with numerous pores that paved the way for his tanned skin making its appearance turned to

Dear ones, I am coronavirus. A member of the well-known virus family. A citizen of nature just like you. I was living with the baby parasites in the large intestine of a wild boar

Earth unfolds like a vast, teeming canvas, where life plays out in a beautiful symphony. From the sun-kissed peaks of mountains to the hushed whispers of the ocean and the sparkling brilliance of the starry night, every element contributes to this grand performance. Each creature, big or small, plays a vital role, their melodies weaving into a chorus that resonates within us all.

Flutes turn silent, birdsong fills the air, Dawn's beauty fades to war's horrific glare. Laughs turn to screams as bombs rain from the sky, Muqaddas stands strong, but will peace ever fly? Land's worth in blood, a question in every sigh.

Dust motes dance in a moonlit morgue, where a lonely corpse remembers the warmth of family, their joy shattered by tragedy. A final moonbeam whispers goodbye, leaving him in the cold, forever orphaned

Even though his buddies gained The triumph before his term Through unbelievable bypasses! He is concerned about The second barrier.

Imagine a shop where time bends to your will. Shelves overflow with lazy Sunday afternoons and endless summer holidays. You could buy those in bulk! Even a few extra minutes to linger in bed wouldn't be out of reach. But forget Monday mornings - those dusty shelves hold nothing but dread. This delightful dream of buying time captures a universal yearning - to slow down, savor life's simple joys, and escape the drudgery of routine.

The beauty of Independence besides Of the Injustice!!!