Running in circles, spinning spree,
trapped in rules, yearning to be free,
vague course, broken dreams, jumbled scree.
Bound within, walking without chains.
Linking this ovi for prompt trap ...
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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