Its like seeing ur Nanny back on a Monday morning to babysit you.
After you were absolutely hating being left at the neighbour's place for a week to be looked after.
Its time again to unburden, to unpack and to wonder.
La la la.
I m home.
I m my normal self.
Sparrows of Mohenjodaro - Past is a dead city and writing is often archaeology.Strange to be here.Silence is not so silent but sings like evening sparrows.I walked alone and wil...
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