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			<title>Yaadon Ke Tinke</title>
			<description>Yaadon ke tinko ko jor liyaKuch adhoora sa jo tha Pura kar liya Lamhe bane din Din bane saalon Hum talashte rahe un vaadon koPata chala ek hawa ke jhonke ne unka rukh modh diya... </description>
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			<title>Mirages</title>
			<description>A trousseau of veiled emotions Curving down the aisle of ecstatic  syllables Unknown Lost; It wanders Into a land Of myriad mirages Traversing distance less travelled Paths untrodden Avenues unexplored It continuesTo rhyme What is unsaid, unheard and unspoken...</description>
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			<title>My Soul </title>
			<description>Crumbling memories of love begets immutable afflictions;wandering labyrinth of craggy thoughts,reminiscence of ruptured vows,scribble a part of my soul. Hallucinating prospects of hopeawakens lingering happiness;sanguine shades of sprouting self, illuminate darkness of woes, nurt..</description>
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			<title>JIBON : A Story in Two Parts</title>
			<description>Part l weaves Seuti's journey from being a submissive wife to a defensive mother who had to finally lose her child to the brewing plague of superstition in the village of Raumari. </description>
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			<title>A Dying Day</title>
			<description>Wafting sickness of a dying day, Flowed across the mountain bay. Gliding past all meadows green, Left behind a tinge of sheen. Bidding farewell to the king of light, Moved ahead in gentle flight. Casting darkness above the plain,Remained unknown to shadows again. </description>
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