Shattered Ends

Till today I remember that day, I went to my Aunt’s (father’s sister) home. Construction work was in progress. And these two people were there filling the base of the structure. He is such an old guy, still working for his family. It’s good to do some work instead of sitting in home and listening … Continue reading Shattered Ends

The survivor

He is hundred above, still, he works for his lands, he walks to his farms, and do whatever possible. He had seen the ‘Mahatma Gandhi’ in his time. He ran back home from Lahore, during the partition of India and Pakistan, through the jungle, hiding, and survived that men slaughter. “That time I came to … Continue reading The survivor