Overcast day, the sky weeps hard.
Trickling rivulet beyond yard,
gathers all tears, glistens like shard.
Wild, raw and impassioned freedom.
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Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
A Tug Called India
A Tug Called India A quiet tribute to the Tricolor, capturing the deep, instinctive bond between India and the heart of its people. Wherever...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
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It was her umpteenth shift in that cramped bus on a Monday morning. She had hoped to avoid the digging arms and elbows. But to no avail. ...
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“ Chubby cheeks, dimple chin, Rosy lips, teeth within, Curly hair, very fair, Eyes are blue, lovely too. Daddy’s pet, is that you? ” ...
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