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
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A Literary Nook(Katta) At An Equally Literary Society That Houses Such Great Minds:**Sahitya Sahawas at Kalanagar, Bandra **( transla... -
The changing hues of the sky. Just like the changing views of reality. ...
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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...
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