Induja

        It is that time of the year,        When the Sun comes rather late,         But, seems in a hurry to depart,        ...

      There is something really appalling,         About winter afternoons,      That hurts and scares intensely,     ...

गीता जयन्ती पर....

                    The December sun  feels, Like a hand from heaven   Wiping out the  deadly frost, From the face of  the earth, Wit...

                             There are no roses without thorns       We often hear this proverb,         Whenever you  are  facing  a c...

e           Sometimes  my thoughts are,         Like stray clouds,   Blown around on a windy day, I know not where they are headed to, A...

I often wonder what you really were, A common man turned superhuman, By performing incredible feats, All through his life's jo...