Part of me tells me to grow up. And I become the man I wanted to be.
Part of me tells me to hold on to that purity and faith. And then I become the introverted, self-doubting pariah.
On Dadasaheb Phalke's Kaliya Mardan
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From a grove of trees by a river, a child bearing a crown of peacock
feathers emerges skipping and dancing, silhouetted against the sky and
trailed by a ...
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1 comment:
why doubt??tension nakko re :P
nicely written.
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