by Bhavani Sundaram | Dec 15, 2025 | Poetry
Books are my best friends.They uplift me when I am down.They comfort me when I am sad.They warm me when I am lonely. They make me laugh when I want to cry,and make me cry when I want to laugh. Each page I turn feels likeit’s speaking to me—about me.The ink and print...
by Bhavani Sundaram | Dec 15, 2025 | Short Stories
Once Mulla Nasruddin was looking unusually sad.A friend passing by asked him,“Why do you look so unhappy?” Mulla sighed and said,“My uncle died and left me ₹50,000 in his will.” His friend smiled.“That’s good news! Not everyone receives such a gift.” Mulla shook his...
by Bhavani Sundaram | Dec 14, 2025 | Poetry
Getting Through the Day There is an unbelievable amountwe are expected to cope with these days. You are supposed to have a job,a place to live,a family to support,taxes to pay—and somehow rememberevery password to Wi-Fi, mobiles, banks,and the endless doors of...
by Bhavani Sundaram | Dec 14, 2025 | Poetry
Changing the Batteries When a flashlight grows dim or stops working,you don’t throw it away—you change the batteries. When a person stumblesand finds themselves in a dark place,you don’t cast them aside either—you help them change their batteries. Some need AA —...
