It’s in moments of solitude and reflection that you can actually make sense of the busyness of life and find some patterns in it ( if at all ). The Ganga is it a river or an experience. A feeling or concrete reality. The river flows daily since ages. Yet leaves thoughts and reflections at all stages . To ponder over even when the water has actually flown And the seeds of a new reality are sown
Irregular snapshots of my thoughts , daily events and new ideas....
Sunday, August 20, 2023
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Oyster
And I discovered a new place to absorb the essence of living in a drop called the world . The oyster is all yours . ...
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A Literary Nook(Katta) At An Equally Literary Society That Houses Such Great Minds:**Sahitya Sahawas at Kalanagar, Bandra **( transla...
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Waldstrassse (forest road) The forest blessing me with its canopy and cool shade . The varied greens sometimes dark and at times fade...
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