Kamalthobhani
Created page with "{{Heading|(15)}} {{Poem2Open}} Harshad was quite upset as whatever had happened previous day. He sat beside the window with a newspaper his hand. By now he had read the paper. By now he had gone through the newspaper, he was watching those doves in front of the house which were feeding themselves. Those doves which were violet-greenish used to glitter due to the early morning sunlight. There used to be quite good design of doves feet! Suddenly that group of doves flew aw..."