http://slow.writerscafe.org/Chitrotpala The original writings of author Rimmee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776055854 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This article will take us into the unforgettable days of childhood when we all used to see life through colored glasses. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chitrotpala/2068768/                                                  We miss some of the most blissful things among the crowd of our hectic life. It is sad to see that children now-a-days ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chitrotpala/1950676/                  Dawn ended in dusk and I felt as if I tried too hard to stay attached to it. I knelt down and wept…and the tears spread over my body like the sweetest poison the world has ever heard of. I felt succumbed while I was holding the cha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chitrotpala/1950476/                                                                                      .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chitrotpala/1950474/                                                                                      .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chitrotpala/1950467/ The moment I first opened my eyeJust an hour before the dawnThe first name I uttered in my cryWas none other than my mumOne day when I cried with fearShe took me in her armsSoftly with care, my mumLulled me with her melodious humThe day I first spread my wingsAnd failed even in my third try“Ge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chitrotpala/1950465/                                                                          SELF-RESPECTHe was a sevent.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chitrotpala/1950464/ Truth is power http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chitrotpala/1927507/ A memoir of childhood love and innocence. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chitrotpala/1927506/