breathe baby
i'm this close to losing you
exhale
let yourself be a part of me
closer
trailing my fingers down the side of your arms
mouths collide
i'm open
you can destroy the last thread in me
breathe babe
crush me, i'm not the fighter today
losing you is killing me
breathe girl
all i have is this afternoon
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Another Saturday morning found me giving art classes in Saksham- an NGO school for underprivileged children of a huge labor class population... -
So we are in this pseudo-socio world where we live with our own reflections more than anything else. While we are too engrossed with ourselv...
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Our animation academy had organised a trip to Manali which is not something I was going to turn down unless I were to be bribed with a Royal...
that put a very little smile on my gloomy facethank you for that
ReplyDeletewho are you after? make that 'what' -- a metaphor?
ReplyDeletehey! you have put the comments on! thats nice :-)
ReplyDeleteokay, i commented earlier in the day, but it never appeared! :-(
ReplyDeleteWow, nice.And comments are back!
ReplyDeleteYou okay Arjun? No one can write like that unless they felt it in their bones...and if that was just randomly penned down; i'm impressed. As always.
ReplyDeletetat was well writtenr u gloomy...??
ReplyDeleteWHAT DID THAT MEAN....KINDLY EXPLAIN!!!
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