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Delhi, India
Occupation
Systems Analyst
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I question...
I sat at the bank of the river,,
Striking the pebbles hither thither,,
moon s light painted the vicinity silver,,
and the birds were all aflutter...
Thoughts struck the malevolent chord that day,,
Thoughts on why the destiny drifts friends away,,
why it moulds some plants to to seed,,,
and why the world in throes of pain bleeds...
Why some people never seem to get what they want,,
and why the grass on the other side of the hedge always,,seem so tall,,
Why one individual is born with a physical deformity,,
Clinging to life with eyes open yet so empty,,,
Why is it that nations fight,,,
Why the carnage of one nation seems to the other so bright,,,
Why soldiers