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White Weaver, weaving at break of day😀 blue as the wing of a halcyon wild 🥰🥰🥰 ©Govind Singh #sunset_time Sarojini Naidu

White Weaver, weaving at break of day😀 blue as the wing of a halcyon wild 🥰🥰🥰 ©Govind Singh #sunset_time Sarojini Naidu

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The language I speak, Becomes mine,its distortions,its queernesses All mine,mine alone. It is half English,half Indian,funny perhaps,but it is honest, It is as human as I am human,don't you see? summary and analysis of the poem..

The language I speak, Becomes mine,its distortions,its queernesses All mine,mine alone. It is half English,half Indian,funny perhaps,but it is honest, It is as human as I am human,don't you see? summary and analysis of the poem..

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I am here, sitting in the forest under the moonlight that barely reaches me through these trees. With the kid that once I was, sitting on my left. And the old man who I will be someday, sitting on my right. We are all holding the same broken toys. While I look at those broken toys, both the kid and the old man are looking at me. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't look into their eyes. When the silence around me began growing on me, I stared into their eyes and stretched my hands. And they placed their toys in my hands, in silence. I kneeled, and dropped all those broken toys to the ground, and began joining the pieces of my broken toy to the pieces of past and the pieces of future. The moment I started doing that, death and life began running around us. And the moment I joined that last piece, death and life crashed into each other and created a creature that I had never seen before. It bled light from its dark eye and darkness from the eye filled with light. It came near me, stared into my eyes, and smelled me. Then it stared at the toy I had just created and touched it. That was the moment in which a shock went through the spine of creation. That was the moment that changed the past and the future. That was the moment in which that toy I had created changed its shape and created a reflection of itself inside me, the kid, and the old man. That was the moment that changed everything. ©Akshay Vasu The pieces of past, present and future #akshayvasu #past #present #future

I am here, sitting in the forest under the moonlight that barely reaches me through these trees. With the kid that once I was, sitting on my left. And the old man who I will be someday, sitting on my right. We are all holding the same broken toys. While I look at those broken toys, both the kid and the old man are looking at me. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't look into their eyes. When the silence around me began growing on me, I stared into their eyes and stretched my hands. And they placed their toys in my hands, in silence. I kneeled, and dropped all those broken toys to the ground, and began joining the pieces of my broken toy to the pieces of past and the pieces of future. The moment I started doing that, death and life began running around us. And the moment I joined that last piece, death and life crashed into each other and created a creature that I had never seen before. It bled light from its dark eye and darkness from the eye filled with light. It came near me, stared into my eyes, and smelled me. Then it stared at the toy I had just created and touched it. That was the moment in which a shock went through the spine of creation. That was the moment that changed the past and the future. That was the moment in which that toy I had created changed its shape and created a reflection of itself inside me, the kid, and the old man. That was the moment that changed everything. ©Akshay Vasu The pieces of past, present and future #akshayvasu #past #present #future

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Without understanding the past we cannot shape the future Internet Jockey #NojotoQuote Future stories of past #past #future

Without understanding the past we cannot shape the future Internet Jockey #NojotoQuote Future stories of past #past #future

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The summary of genius....

The summary of genius....

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I am here, sitting in the forest under the moonlight that barely reaches me through these trees. With the kid that once I was sitting on my left. And the old man who I will be someday, sitting on my right. We are all holding the same broken toys. While I look at those broken toys, both the kid and the old man are looking at me. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't look into their eyes. When the silence around me began growing on me, I stared into their eyes and stretched my hands. And they placed their toys in my hands, in silence. I kneeled, dropped all those broken toys to the ground, and began joining the pieces of my broken toy to the pieces of the past and the pieces of the future. The moment I started doing that, death and life began running around us. And the moment I joined that last piece, death and life crashed into each other and created a creature that I had never seen before. It bled light from its dark eye and darkness from the eye filled with light. It came near me, stared into my eyes, and smelled me. Then it stared at the toy I had just created and touched it. That was the moment in which a shock went through the spine of creation. That was the moment that changed the past and the future. That was the moment in which that toy I had created changed its shape and created a reflection of itself inside me, the kid, and the old man. That was the moment that changed everything. ©Akshay Vasu The pieces of past, present and future #akshayvasu #memories #time

I am here, sitting in the forest under the moonlight that barely reaches me through these trees. With the kid that once I was sitting on my left. And the old man who I will be someday, sitting on my right. We are all holding the same broken toys. While I look at those broken toys, both the kid and the old man are looking at me. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't look into their eyes. When the silence around me began growing on me, I stared into their eyes and stretched my hands. And they placed their toys in my hands, in silence. I kneeled, dropped all those broken toys to the ground, and began joining the pieces of my broken toy to the pieces of the past and the pieces of the future. The moment I started doing that, death and life began running around us. And the moment I joined that last piece, death and life crashed into each other and created a creature that I had never seen before. It bled light from its dark eye and darkness from the eye filled with light. It came near me, stared into my eyes, and smelled me. Then it stared at the toy I had just created and touched it. That was the moment in which a shock went through the spine of creation. That was the moment that changed the past and the future. That was the moment in which that toy I had created changed its shape and created a reflection of itself inside me, the kid, and the old man. That was the moment that changed everything. ©Akshay Vasu The pieces of past, present and future #akshayvasu #memories #time

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Don't live in the past thinking about your mistakes, Learn from your mistakes but focus on your future.... not on your past. Past and future

Don't live in the past thinking about your mistakes, Learn from your mistakes but focus on your future.... not on your past. Past and future

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i enjoy remembering the past than to talk about future. By Taibawalia Makrani(TwM). #NojotoQuote #past and future

i enjoy remembering the past than to talk about future. By Taibawalia Makrani(TwM). #NojotoQuote #past and future