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Fiammetta

Those deep dark eyes had stories unrevealed Those withered pale lips had tales to unfold She daidled in search of a stash for her As this colleen...

Being A Woman

Being a woman myself, Is an honour I feel, Every soul in which is a truth, And not a character amidst the reels. It is the story of...

Lost Memories

His face dropped with a frown, Forlorn and alone, he looked, The stony blue eyes were raging a storm, Confusion laced with grief and pain, As he racked...

Farewell, my beloved bugger

Blue-green eyes of a forlorn man, distraught with grief and far beyond, Aching tears welled in his eyes, fell on his boots without a second thought, brown...

KESHAV VENKATARAGHAVAN – A Dexterous Illustrator

Keshav Venkataraghavan, or Keshav, as he is popularly known, is a Chennai based cartoonist and illustrator, who is currently one of the chief cartoonists...

When The Sun Talks

The sun asked me a question that I could not answer, He said "Why in the night lays awake the dancer"? Even though he is awake...

GULZAR

Gulzar, a name and an identity, or rather an adjective that not only does construct a poetic aura but also a sense of commonality...

The Magic Of Nature

Because I believe, the true manifestations of thoughts cluster only due to the intoxication of nature. While I am engrossed in perceiving...

The Remains of the First Love Ever

The Remains of the First Love ever I’d never known I’ll lose this feeling one day, Love always won, they say. It was definitely love at first...

Yet Apart

I stay silent, amongst my twinkling peers, As I watch the eight year old, who fears, Compelling his mother to move his toys inside, ...
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