the eyes full of innocence, the heart full of love, the inquisitive mind, and nothing to bind… the crying passion, the need to make impression, the exuberant desire, and a burning fire… the mature comprehension, the nostalgic emotion, the practical dreams, and the thirst of solitude… the […]
Was having a regular desultory conversation, inside a costly coffee shop, the heart\’s interest was ephemeral, and the mind went off… Towards the window across, the eyes wandered, crossing the glass rimmed with dirt, it saw the real world… There outside , were the penurious children laughing, and their susurration, was spellbinding… Was still sitting,
She came rushing inside the house breathing heavily. Fear was dancing on her face. She directly went to her room without talking to anyone. What was there to talk? Some men kept looking at her on the bus stop. So what? They can look. They have their own eyes and a right to look. But
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Look towards the centre of the sea, the water particles mingling, bonding with each other, creating something big, the gigantic hills, were an evidence, of their dalliance, more like a conflation of ideas, and those particles came flowing, all of them, together, at the bottom of the hills, continuing the susurration, and as they
a somnolent morning, the birds chirping, the cool golden rays of sun, mingling with the azure sky, mind got lost in the past, it went to those halcyon days, Back then, the scene was idyllic, the wind was lyrical, its rustling was like a rhapsody, and all of a sudden, the dream broke, from
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