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MY PAGES: Eyes
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Come, look around, relax and keep coming back for more. My poems and stories. View my complete profile. Thursday, March 22, 2007. Your eyes are everything for me. There is nothing else that I want. My world is void without them. When you open them. It is morning for me. When you close them. It is sunset for me. My life and my death. Are under these eyelids only! Without them I can't go anywhere. In my heart beats,. Carved in my breath. I will hide them. From the whole world. I will keep them.
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MY PAGES: Wedding Bells
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Come, look around, relax and keep coming back for more. My poems and stories. View my complete profile. Thursday, March 22, 2007. The white veil trained along. The red carpet,. Like a yellow snake crawling. On the green grass. I walked reluctantly,. My father’s warm arm. In mine. I glanced around. To see the groom, standing. Tall with a gray suit. With white lilies,. In hand, he cast. A taunting smile at me,. 8220;Do I have to wear. This relationship on my finger? The commotion in my brain.
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MY PAGES: Woman
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Come, look around, relax and keep coming back for more. My poems and stories. View my complete profile. Thursday, March 22, 2007. The jingling of the anklets. Of the flowery feet. Was heard by the deaf man. With the elegant tresses. Opened the eyes of the blind man. From the lustrous lips. Brought ‘wow’ to the mouth of the dumb man. Of the soft heartbeat. Gave shelter to a homeless man. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Http:/ www.englishforums.com. Http:/ www.everyauthor.com.
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MY PAGES: The President's Life
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Come, look around, relax and keep coming back for more. My poems and stories. View my complete profile. Thursday, March 22, 2007. February 16th, 2003.Raisina hill, Delhi. 5.30am. Did she too have enemies? Moreover, how could someone do that from the midst of so many guards and security personals? The whole nation was caught unawares with such a drastic event and the public became frantic and the police restless. Everyone had only one question in mind. What was the motive of the kidnapper?
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MY PAGES: March 2007
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Come, look around, relax and keep coming back for more. My poems and stories. View my complete profile. Thursday, March 22, 2007. The white veil trained along. The red carpet,. Like a yellow snake crawling. On the green grass. I walked reluctantly,. My father’s warm arm. In mine. I glanced around. To see the groom, standing. Tall with a gray suit. With white lilies,. In hand, he cast. A taunting smile at me,. 8220;Do I have to wear. This relationship on my finger? The commotion in my brain. His voice was...
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MY PAGES: A Mother's Concern
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Come, look around, relax and keep coming back for more. My poems and stories. View my complete profile. Friday, November 22, 2013. MrsDaisy in her green and pink overcoat. Flip-flopped on the worn out carpet. In the living-cum-dinning area. Of her studio apartment. She paused at the half-broken shabby window. And looked out at the creaky. Sausages and salmon fry. And a week old dinner rolls. Lay on the metal-edged dinning table. Waiting to be relished. Of the flea market Corning Ware. Her daughter, Betty.
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MY PAGES: February 2009
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Come, look around, relax and keep coming back for more. My poems and stories. View my complete profile. Wednesday, February 18, 2009. Hi Priya,what a pleasant surprise". He hugged me quickly and let go before I could even react.I looked sideways at my husband, who smiled at me startling me. I looked at my kids, who were by now staring at me and the stranger, who had hugged their mom. But where in the world did he get the email id? Or was it my best friend Sirish who betrayed me? No, all I wished was that...
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MY PAGES: Mommy dear
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Come, look around, relax and keep coming back for more. My poems and stories. View my complete profile. Thursday, March 22, 2007. Cell to the ear,. Carry bag in one hand,. Of the boy in other,. To the door of the sedan-. Just in time,. The heel of my shoe. Did a tango on the icy snow-. Carrots, beets and cabbage. All went flying along. At the squatting mommy. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Http:/ www.englishforums.com. Http:/ www.everyauthor.com. Http:/ www.everypoet.com.
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MY PAGES: Bombay ka babu
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Come, look around, relax and keep coming back for more. My poems and stories. View my complete profile. Thursday, March 22, 2007. It was then that he saw them get down from the taxi. Bombay. Or so it was called then. The present day Mumbai. It took me a long time to recover from the shock. Arvind had always looked a gentleman and had always talked intelligently. Was he an extremist? An ex-military man an extremist? Or was he planted? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Http:/ www.englishforums.com.