They almost killed my father, but no one remembers thatI was sleeping on a small bed called ‘khatola’ beside my parent’s bed. Around 2 am I woke up from my mother’s screams and my six-month-old…Mar 5, 20211Mar 5, 20211
Trauma is there to stay for a while…This post may be a sort of a depressive post for everyone following me on social media and reading my posts. It may be sad for those…Mar 3, 2021Mar 3, 2021
sharing the good news of year 2020and in this moment, everything seems perfect ❤Oct 9, 2020Oct 9, 2020
My Clothes were not nice enough…It was a Dimensions of Modern Strategy class. That was my favorite class in university. We had a brilliant professor who let us explore…Sep 11, 2020Sep 11, 2020
