swarupbhattacharya263
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Mother,the great fighter. Mother,the great fighter. I saw a grim fighter when a mother bird was trying to save her babies from a cruel hunter. I saw a poor mother feeding her children begging crumb of food from another. When a lion attacked a baby deer, ... – *by Swarup Bhattacharya*	1 View added 6 hours ago	Rating
Deer. Deer. They are so agile, even air remains lag behind. Legs are like four wings of bird. They are armed with horns which are like branches of tree, can be their cause of hindrance to flee. One can be attracted by their dremy eyes which... – *by Swarup Bhattacharya*	1 View added 1 day ago	Rating
Liar. Liar. If some would ask him about his marks in each subject. He never told right one. Fifty one turned into ninety one. Unfortunately he couldn't remember it and established himself as liar. So his evil effort became vain. What more a... – *by Swarup Bhattacharya*	0 Views added 1 day ago	Rating
Thirst of love. Thirst of love. Someone was riding at night going through a wood. The full moon was on the sky. The night owl startled and made hooting sound. One could hear clattering of hooves from long distance. After reaching outskirt of forest ... – *by Swarup Bhattacharya*	1 View added 2 days ago	Rating
Kleptomania. Kleptomania. He had a habit to steal, at least one thing everyday, when he went to school. If it wasn't pen then pencil, book or exercise book, he stole from his friends and satisfied his evil will. He couldn't resist his temptation ... – *by Swarup Bhattacharya*	2 Views added 3 days ago	Rating