Silence sings a lullaby
Wind produces rhythm
Chymes shakes itself
When dark skies
Embrace deep seas
I stirr my flavour
Of sweet and bitter
To get nature's harmony.
I can't level myself with words, it is what I do everyday that defines me, complicated but simple
The history of India is not merely a collection of dates and dynasties; it is a profound saga written in the blood of those who nurtured t...
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