As he slipped out for the third time, I sank down and collapsed on the ground, my chest heaving with the effort. — Abhirun Das, Across the Line Copy Share WhatsApp
by Abhirun Das
Tragedy · 40 pages
“Our village wasn't anything out of this world; just a small shabby settlement filled with people with dusty faces and houses with rusty doors.”
“My mother jerked me up from the ground as my senses slowly returned and I could hear loud voices and women screaming outside our house.”
“My mother sat with her head bowed and her eyes closed; she too was praying.”
A medical student by profession, writing is not the only passion for Abhirun Das. He is a keen pianist and an ardent sportsperson, especially football. Music is what drives him to write; putting th…
“Believing people only achieved what they struggled for helped elevate her outlook on life and the way it treated the living.”
“If you are willing to accept this challenge, I can make your next 12 months full of surprises.”
“The diary is my subconscious mind trying to talk to me and telling me to wake up from this illusion that I am trapped in.”
“Readers will learn new ideas that will help them, or their organizations, rise to a whole new level of innovation, performance and improvements.”
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