Love can be found in unexpected places. Sometimes we go out searching for what we think we want and we end up with what we're supposed to have.
Love at a coffee shop
Alone, on this bench…
Seated here in contemplations lost, my thought discovers vaster space beyond, supernal silence and unfathomed peace - Giacomo Leopardi
Wretched agony – Stopping for death
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Privy to her own thoughts
Ink drawing has helped me express my poetry in a unique way. The troubles of this world pass, and what we have left is what we have made of our souls. 💜
The pink eyed girl – A night into the street of sin
She said – Embrace the struggle and let it make you stronger.
Utmost Feelings – An ode to dear Astha
A tribute to Astha Srivastava. Her stories will forever remain in our hearts. 💜 May her soul rest in eternal peace ☮️
If you’re reading this Son, know that I love you
I hope everyone is staying strong and safe! My own eulogy would have been different. But I lost my uncle (brother's father) most recently. I tried to express what he felt and how he would want his son to think of him now that he's gone. Always praying for a better life for wherever he is now.
I mean really what's the point?
Hit snooze…
So much to do in just 24 hours! Do you relate? Art - Saatchi art
Bangalore Days
That was a beginning of my love for the South Indian creations. They are more content driven, touching and definitely leave a hangover. If it wasn’t for that one evening of crazy, I don’t think I’d ever truly enjoy my first experience of a south Indian film.
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