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Poetry of Love and Life. Wishes and Dreams, Once More. On May 14, 2015. It sang songs, but not for me. Just how crazy had I been. I loved you until, my heart bled dry. Till the only sound within my head. Was the echoing madness,. It was you, not the sun. It was you, not the stars.

A big Thanks to you all.

So have a look on the modern-retro look of us.

Our faithfully dedicated pup protected me from a vicious looking pool float on our morning stroll.

She turned her feelings and thoughts into words. I am nothing but a keeper of your vanity. The door to your forgotten history. I am that broken window pane. When you tried to escape from your piercing reality. I am your mirror the reflection of your broken smile. I am nothing but your conscience. Your painful karma for every pack of lies. I am nothing but your nuisance. As I disconnected all lines that bridge our thoughts.

Sketches from my expat notebook and other scribbles. A Hand full of Awards. Middot; by Arundhati Mukherjee. And that, definitely is the very first fact about me. Middot; by Arundhati Mukherjee. Middot; in Castle News. Middot; by Arundhati Mukherjee. Middot; in Travel Notes. If you ask me to choose between mountains, oce.

The Uncertainty Principle To be or not to be. To be or not to be. I looked in those eyes trying to find. The fear in which they swam. The pain that broke teary dams. Eye for an eye making the whole world blind. Innocent blood was split, burnt bodies were lined. Though candles were lit and songs were sung. Still hard to understand if the communal bee never stung.

No matter how long you have travelled in the wrong direction,you can always turn around. Confessions of a philophobic girl.