Leisurely, ordinary day, soaring kites
Box unhinged, birds taking their flight The windmill turns, the water wheel churns The clock strikes, moment reveals Energy channels through invisible lines Train chugs, connects the two minds Unexpected and mystic all this is too Were you thinking of me; 'cos I was just thinking of you.
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AuthorAn Indian visual artist, living in Pune, who finds her challenge and her calm in the realm of paper. Archives
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