Tag: Indian writers
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The Forbidden Fruit and it’s Warning Label- Chirag Saxena
Is smoking simply a personal choice, or is there more to it? In a culture that often glorifies independence, the act of lighting up can seem like a harmless rebellion. But as I delved deeper into my own smoking habits, I realized there might be a more complex story at play. The convenience of a…
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Longing For Light- Varun Anand Bhat
Have you ever met someone who changes your life and your days? But when they leave they change the days too. Everything starts to seem empty and food doesn’t have the same taste. This poem is dedicated to grief that you get when such people leave your life.
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A society without ideologies- Raghava Deepak
In this world, where people are constantly changing. It takes people a minute to embrace a different ideology. What is driving this change? Deepak talks about the attachment people have towards ideologies and how it is the subconscious mind driving this change. In his view as long as people, don’t face their subconscious and embrace…
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Sisterhood- Himashree Rabha
Deep is our bond,as we are biological sisters. Dearest to my heart,my forever beloved sisters. 8 years with the one,18 years with another one, Time flew and flew,till i realized you left me with nothing new. Your new life and my lonely life,Your new home and my old home,Your fade-away moment and my‘Don’t go yet’.…
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Night landscape in the ocean of blues- Sanzeda S Khan
I was in your mind all aloneWhy you have doomed to see my shattered face submerged into the ocean of blues?I get tired of knocking hard a hundred timesYou didn’t hear that my yearning my self lament. I painted your indelible form on the walls of my tormented bosom,I sat on the roof of Van…
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Drifting with the Drugs: A Poetic Reunion- Piyush Gandhi
And then I looked up at the sunsmiled and said “Look at that hon”But honey was nowhere to be foundIt was a smile post an eraFunny how I always thoughtWith the drinking you doYour liver would be the one to make us do apartNever thought it would be your lungWe went through the stages togetherYou,…
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An Ode To The Jungles of The Great Chhota Nagpur Plateau- Hirak Dasgupta
There is no loneliness more profound than what is felt in the heart of a busy city amid a thick crowd buzzing, fretting, and quivering in servitude. The modern city is supposed to be the epitome of civilization. And yet, it has nothing to offer to the soul. To the wanderlust, the city is reserata…
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In a forest named Indiana- Chirag Saxena
There was beautiful and unending chaos in a forest named Indiana.It had many inhabitants, but all were meek in front of the Tiger, who ruled with an iron fist. His glare was stronger than the sun, and all were afraid of his presence.Others did not dare question the dreadful ruler, but now things were getting…
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The Voices Within- Varun Anand Bhat
The stage was set, and the light was on me,Anxiety set in, and a voice said I must flee.Looking at the crowd, my face dropped, and I froze,This moment felt like one of my biggest lows. What am I doing, should I be here?I was choosing failure, despite success being near.Convinced of failing, I was…
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Tides of life- Harshwardhan Singh Chauhan
I see a child,A child running,Running far away, Chasing the light,Leaving behind the bulbs and the screens,Chasing the sunlight, bathing in the moonlight, He keeps on running,Like a river he flows, ocean ocean oceanHorizon awaits, leaving behind, The jumbles, the crumbles,Oh, those fumbles,All the confusion, all the rain, Further, he goes,Further, he goes,Teary-eyed, detaching slowly,…