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Where it all began
I’m a blind child of English literature Who fell in love with every nook & corner Of Stratford-upon-Avon Of how it was written in my...

Urvashi B.
Jul 26, 20221 min read
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Baobab: Falling of the Giants
The stature of their significance Like elders of a community Standing wide and tall With roots receding into heavens As if, telling us...

Urvashi B.
Jan 22, 20221 min read
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Afghanistan: A Twenty-Year Long Jest
We pass down the streets of restitution To discover fragments of desolate attitude Of broken dreams and symphonies Only to find more...

Urvashi B.
Jan 22, 20221 min read
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Stupefied Shores
Where intestines choke of opium Receding into bloodstream like diffused fairytales Destined for doom and incompetence Where Daedal hands...

Urvashi B.
Jan 22, 20221 min read
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Digital Slavery
Must be monotonous To persistently gaze at an infinite void Between white spaces Disillusioned by the information they dispel Misled by...

Urvashi B.
Jan 22, 20221 min read
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My Polish Grill
In my desire to understand ubiquitous friendships of our age That flow from one electric charge to another Like pendulums dropped from...

Urvashi B.
Jan 22, 20221 min read
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