My Story
My Story: My Grandma Begged In Front Of Mosque And Bazaar And Sold Everything To Feed Us
My grandmother was a begger. She had to beg for us. My mother died during my birth. I have no memory of her. My gradma
January 25, 2017
My grandmother was a begger. She had to beg for us. My mother died during my birth. I have no memory of her. My gradma
“One of my duties as a Sports Mentor, for KKMF in an MCD school was to train a girls’ football team for the League. With a 7:3
“This was the last selfie which I took with my wife. On New Years, we celebrated with my family and started the year with a
“I am working in an Engineering company in Muscat. I was on vacation in Kerala a month ago. As always. I planned to visit the
“My husband never let me to wear the color white. His favorite color was orange. I never liked that color. I misbehaved with him all
“It happened in 2012 during Durga Puja – the most festive season in Kolkata. It is a usual tradition for me, that I sit with
“This was the last selfie which I took with my wife. On New Years, we celebrated with my family and started the year with a
“Father died of drinking, a few years after mother died. Maybe, he could not bear the tragedy. He drank everyday. If I sit to remember
“On this cold windy morning, I was at the Allahabad railway station looking for an auto to go to my home at park road Darbhanga
“Every now and then we face tough situations. Irrespective of what the cause of our stress is, we all go through issues we think can’t