DABBLER SCRIBBLES

It was Rudra’s 5th gaze at the building today. He comes every day to the park with his umbrella and gaze at the 7th floor of the Mortan Apartments at least once, but today he was all stuck there.                                   Handling the company’s marketing, he earned great and had all the luxuries one can mention. He had no regrets but a pile of...

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(This post is to depict the fact that "Nothing unites us as does a disaster" and also that there are still a considerable group of people who believe in caste and creed differences!!    thank you for reading :)  )  “Look at the man out there, I am sure he must be low born”. Friday evening and Utkarsh and Tavish were on their...

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9 feet tall, spreading its beautiful arms to embrace everyone it stood amidst the little creepers and a few concrete boulders of a broken wall fence. It stood rather strong now, today, it stood like never before, that little tree.                                 3 years back when Mr. Singh decided to plant it in the open courtyard, he was very skeptic of its survival. A...

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Delusion in every thought, Bricks merged to build a home, Filth in words burnt at heart, Astonished at starry nights, Craving for love, Surplus hatred to live by, But that peaceful river flow, Refugee of our emotions, Two lives succumb into one, Yet different from each other, Like the banks of a brook, Walking together but never meeting. ...

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