Bed time stories are always about the things we have and others don’t. Safety, innocence, lack of courage. They are the storm that howls outside the wall so that we can snuggle into our blankets and feel safe.
Read one such story here!
Posted by Just Mohit on November 20, 2006 in Life, Links
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