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How normal is it to store bits of scrap!

I’m sure all of us have a box stashed away somewhere which is filled with some random-est of stuffs. Broken toys, birthday cards, first love letter, marbles, pens, bottle corks, key-chains, lose pearls and many of such seemingly useless things. They are like evidences of the life that is now lost to us; filled with bittersweet memories of our childhood, our first love, our first broken heart, of people with whom we are no longer in touch. Read More »

Nostalgia

It’s raining! Plitter-platter plitter-platter…oh the sound!

The weather is so beautiful that it almost hurts. I love the rains but hate the way they make me nostalgic. It’s like stepping upon a piece of lego, particularly on one that you never knew were missing in first place.Read More »

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नातं तुझं माझं

People ask me why my poems are full of unfulfilled love. Always asking if I am sad, hurt or just incapable of writing anything remotely happy. But I think there’s a certain kind of beauty in sadness. There is beauty in longings and beauty in separations. Here’s yet another poem and yes as always it is a bit sad. It talks about tainted unfulfilled love and of loneliness that follows after a blissful union. Hope you all like it.

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