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Wrapped in fine sheaths of truth and joy,
The darkness inside me hides
in the crevices built on rocks of time.
-Ila Dwivedi


God has maintained the limits of each and everything in this world. So what if it is a mighty ocean or something else.
-Manju Lata


If Life came in a destined manual
I would have torn it instantly
Predictable is so boring
Routine, even more!
Let the morning bloom
Take its own course
Meandering through the evening
The sundowner weaving dreams of a nightfall
The light drizzle welcomes the festivities of a unique tomorrow
Fastening a rainbow to the skies
Sun playing truant smiling between the clouds
Let surprises be served on a platter
Let life be a gift waiting to be unwrapped!
-Nidhi Bansal

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