Swarnali Nath
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When I met Ayesha in my dream
The girl comes to the new city, with a heart full of dreams. She wanders in the streets, dances with the rain drops, gets her soul drenched in the rain. She feels them on her face, and her stories come… Continue reading
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The Art Of Self Love
Love is blind, love is blue.. I shines with the glory, like the morning dew.. Love is blind, love is blue.. It sings along my soul, Forever, to be a new! Love is blind, love is blue.. It adds… Continue reading
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Bandish – Voyage From Seven Notes To The Infinity
What is music?? What is Raga?? Have you any answer of my questions?? May be you have an answer…or, perhaps, you have no answer yet.. Surprised?? Shocked?? Speechless?? Don’t worry..it happens. Believe me, I am not going to let… Continue reading
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Rain Of Renunciation
I’m penning down a beautiful experience I had today morning. For some days, we are having thunderstorms at the afternoon. It has become a usual scene everyday, to see the sky wearing a dark blue cloud and after… Continue reading
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Jannat
It was too late for Javeda, she was rushing to the bus stand. One more day, she is going to be late in her office. She was carrying a handbag and an umbrella with her, as the sky was… Continue reading
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Thumri – The Art Of Singing Poetry
“Jab se Shyam sidhare…. Tadap tadap, jiya, jaye…..” When a girl sings a ‘Thumri’, she becomes ‘Radha’. With the poetic lyrics, she tries to express her love for ‘Krishna’. Sometime, with its ‘Shringar’ mood, she adorns herself for her… Continue reading
The Blissful Storyteller 