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“I try to memorize the lines that I’ve written but I can hardly read them anymore. The teardrops begin to fall on the crumpled piece

“Another boring day”, he thinks to himself, trying his best to smile as he walks into the kitchen. He turns to his mother. With a

“See the fat dog on the left? That’s Gus. He is just one of the many dogs Nisa feeds in Koregaon Park, Pune, every night. Gus

Does God exist? Is He real? Was the universe created by Him or is this all by mere chance? At one point or another, you’ve