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Wandering rays of an aimless light…

Wandering rays of an aimless light…

Some wandering rays of an aimless light, Carelessly slipped into my loom the previous night… Their whimsical sparks got woven…
Thewa

Thewa

There are some who need a tree to meditate. And some who need music. But then there are those, who fend for…
Maniharon ka Raasta

Maniharon ka Raasta

Who will buy these delicate, bright Rainbow-tinted circles of light? Lustrous tokens of radiant lives, For happy daughters and happy…
Laathi-charged

Laathi-charged

Paan, neta, jalebi, uparwaala and lathi…. A popular Sunday times article defines these amongst others, as those torchbearers of Indianness,…
From stone mates to soul mates

From stone mates to soul mates

He sculpted a pigeon out of marble that was mistaken for real by a flock of flying birds, who halted to gather…
Thatheron ka Rasta

Thatheron ka Rasta

Music, they say, is the silence between two notes. The silence becomes even more omnipresent as it makes rare appearances…
Heroes of yesterday, Gods of today….

Heroes of yesterday, Gods of today….

Theater, street plays, wanderer storytellers have always given face to what were mere descriptions in the scripts. These tales, a…
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