Reminiscing NITT- If walls could talk
Standing on the sidelines, where it is always warm,
An onlooker, never to perform
Leaves us with refined perspectives, not rife with gloom,
nostalgia
Reminiscing NITT – The Cycle of Life
Chirping birds, morning bustle
The roof over me, now an irksome hub
Balmy air carries hurried conversations
Reminiscing NITT- The Pride of India
The chimes I once hated,The ones I’d blissfully forgotten,Ironically now fill my mind,Refreshed and resurgent The dreadful year’s come to
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Turning Pages
Libraries. Ever since I can remember walking, I’ve always been taken to libraries by my parents. Growing up as the
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Dragons: An unexpected reality
After falling into the trap of going down the memory lane once again during the holidays, Stealth Shiva was wondering
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What If We Lived Before Our Existence?
Natasha walks quickly down the street, eager to reach the comforts of her home after a long day at work.
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