Ghost89er spins a poem in appreciation for that one person who was the constant in his life like the 'ayat'- when all the chaos that the universe could muster was encapsulated in him.
Pulkit Singh gets a reality check when her daughter calls billboards-the big TVs, the first time she sees them. Can living in small towns set you behind the times?
The world made me who I am.
So Much Said Without Saying A Word
The Thug Life moment of a lifelong upright girl
How To Use Fauji(army) logic In Real Life Situations.
Why I will die next to a pile of books.
What was the whole purpose of vacations?
The heady cocktail that is youth, road trips and death wishes.
Do you know two Pulkits?
Because no great story ever started with a salad.
A million ways to coming home. Or one.
From apna Bollywood to unka sangeet
Why my passport hates me