Madhouse
Sunday, March 30, 2008

My Angel

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Her childlike smile enchanted me She led me with ease on her little finger I danced on her tune And made a fool of myself.. I adored her for...

Black Hole

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The tall lanky girl with her awkward gait Stood alone outside the circle that surrounded me I wanted to catch her eyes that looked beyond Ey...
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 ...
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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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