After the departure of police, and the media, an oppressive silence settled over the Shergill mansion, broken only by the heavy, labored breaths of Raghavendra Shergill.
His rage burned like a wildfire, consuming him from within, and in its fiery wake, he sought solace in the familiar embrace of his fury.
I write because I am passionate about it and this platform will give me the opportunity to express my emotions through the stories.
Stories are the best way to pull out your imagination in the characters and plot.
For me writing is the medium of escapism and the indulgence into the world of stories and imagination.
I am here to provide some good, subtle stories within my capacity and some deep conversations.
Imagination is the essence of life, without imagination creativity doesn't appear. For me writing is that creativity in which I can indulge my imagination however I want.
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