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- Kumar Anshul
- We think. Ideas sometime take the shape of poetry , sometime prose, sometime memory, and most of the time nothing. I stack nothings at Interface (my first blog). For prose, I try and capture them on ‘fiction-in-life’. Poems go in serching for rhythm. Jugalbandi with Piyush has a separate blog, and so has forwards. There are more things, more genres coming. What do I do with them? Start a new Blog page.
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mast che par aasman dekhne ke liye yeh humse na hoga.. lols
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