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Fiction – Anthology to Life
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Live Love. Adore. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window). Click to email (Opens in new window). Click to print (Opens in new window). Would like to hear from you.Please leave a feedback. Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email. Paintings, poe...
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A day at DESUN Hospital & Heart Institute – Anthology to Life
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Live Love. Adore. A day at DESUN Hospital and Heart Institute. First of all an apology for not writing an article over a week. I was seriously ill. So, had to visit a doctor at the DESUN hospital, writing this article based on that experience. DESUN hospital, DESUN MORE(near Ruby). Well, they have their own firewall to defend them too. The hospital’s very neat and clean. Besides, they have got Kolkata’s finest steel Operation Theatres and best ventilation systems, which is really appreciable. These guys ...
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ART OF RUINS – Anthology to Life
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Live Love. Adore. Note: This was my story that got selected in the finals of ‘THE UNTOLD STORY’.here it is, have a read. There was a loud thud! The next instant was smoky and dusty; a burning sensation of pain enthralled his blood smut body, a feeling of being besieged. Simon was a young U.S Marine. He had been posted at Afghanistan. There was a young lad of twelve, named Bashir. He never cared to know his surname. He thought if being ‘ Simon Jones. Instead of ‘Simon Ali’ was his crime; he’d rather choos...
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Cape Elizabeth | whatIF.expressions
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I always thought that the purpose of a good photo was to instill a sense of wonder and to help people see the beauty that might have gone unnoticed to them. This picture does just that! I love the way the lighting of the horizon accentuates the rocky beach, making the scene seem almost dreamlike. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Great rea...
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No Matter the situation, “No” means “No” | whatIF.expressions
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No Matter the situation, “No” means “No”. This is a true story of what happened to me my Freshmen year. After consoling a friend who suffered from a different but similar situation that left him feeling like I did; I figured that maybe getting my story out would help do some good for. After I finished crying I cleaned my face and went on with my life. I went to class, hung out with friends, went drinking, and basically put on a front. I was miserable but I didn’t want to deal with my proble...I totally u...
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A visit to the Park Street Cemetery – Anthology to Life
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Live Love. Adore. A visit to the Park Street Cemetery. Here are some pictures of my visit to the Park Street Cemetery during my stay at Kolkata. South Park Street Cemetery. Everyone’s bound to love this place because it has got such a serene charm of its own. The cemetery was operational between 1767-1790. Notable personalities buried here(as per my data collection) are as follows:. 2Sir William Jones, founder of the Asiatic Society. 3Colin Mackenzie, Surveyor General of India. Map of Park Street. Notify...
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Late in the day – Anthology to Life
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Live Love. Adore. Late in the day. There she stood A shadow, lean and pale, her. Smudged by her rolling tears and she didn’t even notice that. She told to herself ‘How could this happen? 8230; She had no clue until the evening that he would eventually turn out to be the same. Things were difficult for her earlier also, she had earlier break-ups but she could easily overcome all of them. What was so different about him that made Stephen so different? Nothing, she wandered. She crashed against a guy! Susan...
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Non-Fiction – Anthology to Life
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Live Love. Adore. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window). Click to email (Opens in new window). Click to print (Opens in new window). Would like to hear from you.Please leave a feedback. Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email. Paintings, poe...
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Tracing Back the Evil – Anthology to Life
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Live Love. Adore. Tracing Back the Evil. Eventually, he decided to travel to Baltimore, a sunny bright land not as cold and damp as his home place. Then the pain started, the agony raged, not because of his ailment but of crude peril that he had given birth to. It was a windy evening.Inspector Jones had come to visit him and they were having an urgent conversation, over a cup of coffee. What do you mean? Am I a suspect? Is writing about crime or mystery a felony? One after another, murders followed, each...