The one teacher that changed my life
God enters everyone's life in some form or the other, but the
misery is that when you recognize him he is already gone.He entered my life in the form of a human being, and he was no one but my History teacher.
The.
A witty incidence
This incidence was shared by my principal when I was in school:
When my principal was in college, he had been to a camp with his friends, where they had this particular girl who showed too much of consciousness in allowing others click her picture.
She.
Time -A mystery
Time has always been a mystery for everyone. Truly said, "time is the best healer", time keeps on changing it's definition as it passes by.
Here is another self composed poem about "TIME":
Time comes from depth
Of truth and.
Posted by Cretey
The second door
This is a self composed poem based on parent's pressure on their children. This is about how a person struggles and finally realizes which door to enter- the door that had always been his desire, and not his parent's wish.
It's hard to.
Posted by Cretey