•शाओनागगने घोर घनघटा, निशिथयामिनी रे•

A deep overcast covered the night sky,
hiding the moon and the stars behind,
away from my sight-
just like a mother,
hiding her infant from the unholy vision,
behind the pallu of her saree,
over her tired breasts.
Lightning sparkled,
ornamenting the dark cloud
and within a fraction of second it disappeared,
turning the cloud into a widow
sitting in front of the frozen body
of her husband with eyes numbed,
struggling to make the first drop
of her tears,
leading to a complete downpour,
fall.
And as soon as that first drop touched the soil,
a mysterious aroma of a forlorn glee was born.

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When yq finally opens after a 100 tries but you click on the back option as soon as it opens and so it closes again.

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•To the knife with which I killed her yesternight•

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•His diary says he hates me•

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•Of smiling crows and opaque stones•

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When you finally realise that 18th birthday is actually over rated and your opinion still holds zero importance to your parents.

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Second hand moving, minute's waiting.

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Blue ticks only.

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