My opponent today looks oddly familiar Her gaze has grit and her fight no fear We’re midway through this brutal combat I’m exhausted and weak, she notices that   From across the

Let me share with you a love story that will move and inspire you. It was pleasantly bright and slightly warmer than usual in Coonoor on 6th May 1982. An unsuspecting, coy

The Artist was alone. He scanned around the workshop and almost immediately spotted a few old rolls of canvas lying at the far east end. He wrenched them out and carefully unwrapped