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Monthly Archives: August, 2018

The Barefoot Colonial – Ram Govardhan, Chennai

Naipaul painted his books with words, rendering them unbelievably graphic, affording astonishing clarity. His simple and everyday words acquired unheard eloquence, unseen shades and...

On my way to home – Sravani singampalli, Andhra Pradesh

As I walk towards my house I behold an alcoholic Drinking his daughter’s future And somewhere at a corner A cat taking care of its Newborn kittens. I start contemplating...

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A night to remember

Stay up all night with me for once, I say Don’t complain we have work the very next day Step out...
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Daydream

“Wow, you look...” As soon as those words slipped from his mouth, he regretted conceding to a third drink...

Burn

One day when I'm dead I'll be alive is how they put it at church and Sunday School and sometimes I...

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A night to remember

Stay up all night with me for once, I...

Daydream

“Wow, you look...” As soon as those words slipped...