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the two faces of life and the way we react to both ..

people and loved ones move on in life leaving behind broken hearts and unfulfilled promises ..

random thoughts that flowed by as i was getting drenched in the rain ..

A delusive hope that just keeps me going

hope is a good thing ; probably the best of things and every good thing is mercilessly butchered to death :D

this is an old write of mine which i tweaked on the occasion of V day ..

a poem dedicated to all one of the strongest but least talked about relationships

was traveling by train on the eve of deepawali, which is a festival of lights and crackers here in India