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Petrichor and Story of a Girl
The smell of petrichor awakens me from the slumber awaking my soul that forgot dreaming. It brought to me the odour of the body of a rain-soaked girl who dared to dream. I saw her dancing again wearing the smell… Continue reading
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On the Voyage of Music
In the early morning hour when the dawn was rising from behind the horizon I heard the whisper of waves telling me the secrets of music that mingled with the sea, The roars of waves seemed like the resonance of… Continue reading
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Nature’s Own Song
I tried to hear the sound of nature. I went to the terrace and looked around. A Bulbul was singing the melody of the monsoon. A frog was croaking in the nearby pond. The fine drizzle of rain was making… Continue reading
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MoonForest
I touch the soft moon beams, I taste the milkish light I smell the glowing white I hear the moon singing me a lullaby Looking above, I see, A magic is floating in the sky. The MoonForest with a white… Continue reading
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Rustling of Leaves
The rustling sound of leaves tell me that you’re here with me, that you have been walking with me, In a parallel timeline On the parallel paths. But I can’t touch you; You’ve been so far Twinking beside the evening… Continue reading
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Trance of Kadamba
Standing beneath the Kadamba tree I hear the flute Calling my name from a faraway land. I sit in the midst of the fallen flowers and keep my head on His shoulder In the trance of Kadamba, I see Krishna… Continue reading
The Blissful Storyteller 