This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 48 ; the forty-eighth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . His sister sat in her wheelchair, her eyes hopeful that he would change his decision to leave. He was the only one who could make her laugh. He kept mumbling to himself, regret nothing. That's what he believed in. Still he glanced back, gave her a pleading look, hoping she understood. His free life waited. Source The fellow Blog-a-Tonics who took part in this Blog-a-Ton and links to their respective posts can be checked here . To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . Participation Count: 01 © Nimi Arora
Finding your blog for the first time on the Summer road trip. As hard as I tried, I didn't get to everyone. I wonder if anyone ever does. I love poetry though have never had any luck with trying Haiku. I am just finishing up a series of June Posts on summertime while growing up and how to recapture some of those moment this summer. Hope you have time to spend a few minutes and read some of them to gauge what the blog can be about. Enjoy the summer road trip. I'll be back.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting, Stepheny. Look forward to sharing our love for poetry.
DeleteVery nice continuation Nimi ... full of tension
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot. I try :)
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