The Mango Tree

There I was, sitting under the Mango tree planted in the front yard of my home. My track pant was smudged with earth along with my T-shirt as if I had been rolling around in the mud but I couldn’t care less. I used to live in one of those big government quarters provided by… Continue reading The Mango Tree

Men without Women

This isn't one of my stories. However I found it on the net while I was browsing upon the topics of human psyche and somehow got here. The story wasn't one of those cock-and-bull stories where the guy gets the girl in the end or where the focus is primarily upon women and their feelings… Continue reading Men without Women