The morning sun cast long shadows across the dusty grass of Sector 4 Park. Twelve-year-old Kabir stood at the edge of the pitch, tapping his worn wooden bat against his worn sneakers.Tap. Tap. Tap.To ...
Genre : Emotions & Feelings
Category : My own images
Total Pages : 33
HarshaanHarshaan is a passionate writer and an avid cricket player. When he isn't crafting stories, you can find him on the pitch,
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