We are the wind. Time after time we have touched every created thing on this earth. Some moments we are as soft and gentle as goose down. Other times we shriek and roar with a Read more…

It was back in the 1940s. There was a hurricane in the gulf and it was heading for Galveston. I can’t give the name of the storm because this was before the weather service started Read more…

सर्दियों के इस मौसम में सुबह उठकर जब मैं अपने घर की खिड़की से बाहर देखता हूँ चारों ओर बिछी सफेदी की चादर मैं देखता हूँ लोगों के चहरों पर अलग सी इक खुशी मैं Read more…