Madhouse
Friday, February 8, 2008

Poor man"s wish list

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I saw the moon shining like a golden platter And how I wished that it was really so… When we beg, gold dusts would drop like rain drops Cove...

MIRROR TALK

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It’s true we do not have any time for the old ‘Cause we treat them only as a stepping stone. Arms that cradle become withered with time and ...
Saturday, December 22, 2007

Wealthwise

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You run for me here and there, Your search for me is loud and clear, Money, money, money- you cry Come to me, in vain I try To turn you roun...

Surrender

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I have surrendered all my burden to you , Why then I falter and fear ! Why my heart quivers , Offering my prayer . Bless me with your fearle...
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I come from a writers/artist family. My Grand mother, Sunayana Devi a renowned female artist being the youngest sister of Aboninda Nath Thakur
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