It was a scene of mayhem, there was bloodshed everywhere. There
was no hope in sight as people scampered for cover. The sound of bullets being
fired resonated cries of their innocent victims. Suddenly, everything fell
silent. The audience shrieked with joy as the camera panned to a shot of Bachchan
walking into the frame.
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Writing was my first love. I loved getting lost in the world of words. It was the joy of watching a blank piece of paper transform into a ...
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It was 5 am on a damp Sunday morning. He was the first one to get there. But others would be there soon. The fights were unavoidable. Th...
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He navigated his bike through the narrow dirt road between soaring mountains and steep gorges. This road trip with his buddies was like a...
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