Somewhere in the Middle

Once upon a time, foster father showed me a photograph of Robert Frost's house which he visited while in the U.S. The photo looked like the angels in the heavens had taken up the place as a pet project and done it up in the most precious leaves, barks of trees, and pristine water for... Continue Reading →

Dust of Snow

I think Robert Frost is the God of poetry. This is proof of how great that man was. 8 lines and such power! *** The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day... Continue Reading →

Don’t Ask Me Why – Part 7

I'm writing this post mainly because I'm rather bored to write about the 'Economic Policies of India during the British Rule'. So, here goes the story of the inception (that's a Christopher Nolan trademark now) of this post. I happened to read a Facebook post ages ago that asked you to list down 25 random things about yourself. I wrote 25... Continue Reading →

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