Bahut Nainsaafi Hai! The Scarlet Minivet
I caught a flash of brilliant scarlet red, set against jet-black wings, gliding gracefully through the green foliage. For a moment, it…
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I caught a flash of brilliant scarlet red, set against jet-black wings, gliding gracefully through the green foliage. For a moment, it…
Keep readingShe felt someone tugging at her kurti. Turning around, she found herself looking into the curious eyes of a tiny baby…
Keep readingEvery World Doctors’ Day, we thank the physicians who heal us, comfort us, and, many times, stand between life and death. Medicine…
Keep readingI was looking up at the sky when a soft, musical whistle floated through the air. Following the sound, I spotted a…
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“A camera captures more than an image. It preserves a moment that can remind you of a poem, a verse you may have read somewhere long ago. Whenever I browse through my photographs, I find stories and poems hidden in them. Every creature seems to carry a tale of its own, and every tale has its own rhythm.”
Prerna Jain










