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| Dusk at Nariman Point five years ago |
I don't
really
I'm not
Even then
I can't
but
bedazzled
Unbreathe me
then,
unravel
me,
if you please
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I have gone past the little town of Kurukshetra so many times, but could not find time to go, see the place which every Indian knows to be... -
Along the Ranchi to Purulia Road for about 35 kms and then, a small road turns right, running through rural hamlets. The air is so clear a... -
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I love it when you post a poem. Love the "bedazzling". And the photo is so beautiful!
ReplyDeleteMany thanks, Sherry!
DeleteThe photo and the words are both beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rita. There seems to be some issue with replies around here, can't seem to post replies or comments. Let's see if this reply comes through!
DeleteOhh it did!
DeleteThank you again for your kind words, Rita