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It is that which has no name, or structure, but one that men since time immemorial have tried to define and possess, just like my attempt in writing this.
Timing in life and cooking a meal.
A newly wed wife and her grumpy husband.
My first experience with winter.
A suicidal man wakes up in front of himself.
How was wealth made? What is the next big boom after IT?
Secrets of a broken heart.
A broken heart's poem.
Two boys playing cricket, and two Sales Executives in front of a Gynaecologist’s office. What do they have in common?
An underdog story of how we won a robotics competition.
A poem I wrote when I was leaving school, onto a bigger world.
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