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Stillness of Life

In nature, I find fondness and close intimacy that I will never get from anybody and from anywhere else. I would sit each evening at my window glaring at the setting of the sun, flashing its orange and red flames….

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On the Lonely night Street

It was midnight in 1970; Sahib closed the door behind them and started walking towards his own house. He had left from “Rodriguez 402,” a decorated name of a small house that was legendary built since pre-Independence by the British….

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