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How The time changes

I bend myself and interlocked my hands. I would often sit like this whenever I am in deep thought....

Beyond the Clouds

It was six pm; dim rays were drifting through the swaying trees. There was silence everywhere only voice of screeching of leaves...

I am Not Alone

Today I am relaxing, resting my knees on my chair, and eyes piercing across the glass panes, as t The Sun...

That Was Seat No 302

It was 12th June 2004; I took my seat No 302 for California, wearing Light Brown Shirt, black leggings. With Goggles over my head,...

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