Prabakaran S
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Hello guys, This is praba. I'm fascinated to write content to the viewer by enhancing the awareness and my identical view of each and every unique topics, or an content by own.
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Stories (8/0)
The Last Train Home
The Last Train Home The train whistled, and the ground shook, as it pulled up to the station. The passengers crowded on, jostling for seats, eager to make it home. But one young man sat alone, his head bowed, lost in thought. He had just said goodbye to his mother and siblings, and he was on his way back to the city, where he had a job and a small apartment. He knew he would miss his family, but he was determined to make a better life for himself.
By Prabakaran Sabout a year ago in Journal
Whoa! what the hug
"Wrapped in Your Arms" Sophie stood alone on the sidewalk, watching the raindrops trickle down the glass windows of the coffee shop. She had just come from a long day at work, feeling exhausted and disheartened. As she gazed at the dreary scene before her, she wondered if the day would ever improve.
By Prabakaran Sabout a year ago in Fiction
Love on a Rainy Day !
"Love on a Rainy Day" The rain was pouring down in sheets, and the streets were slick and shiny as Logan made his way to the coffee shop. He'd been thinking about her all day, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer to see her again. When he arrived, she was already there, sitting at a small table by the window.
By Prabakaran Sabout a year ago in Fiction
