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Just want escape…with this hectic..some how hectic..or pretending hectic schedule of life..want to go above the clouds… Escape..!! is my favorite word now..because I want to escape. I know exactly that circular movement .. circle doesn’t have any ends, does it. Moving since morning and till evening… Who told Sysypus is not alive..He is alive. [...]
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Title is adapted from John Donne’s sonnet ” Death Be not Proud“. Death is a mystery…. Well, I have not encountered death…To meet him/her I need to die once…Do I want to die ? This time…No , of course I am scared of death…Why John Donne wrote that poem asking death not to be proud…? [...]
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Its already 10 minutes..why is she not here…I have my heart saying that she will be here..This three hours of wait have been tremendously hard for me. Waiting each second to pass, everytime my eye on this watch, because I want the time to pass fast. So, fast that it could be the time when she [...]
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