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..... •Curtains• Yellow, red, orange. Floating, flying, flickering. Love, respect, gratitude. Curtains paint them all. They paint all of us in them. They love us and we love them.

..... •Curtains• Yellow, red, orange. Floating, flying, flickering. Love, respect, gratitude. Curtains paint them all. They paint all of us in them. They love us and we love them.

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The blue morning. (An aubade in the caption.) •The blue morning• The crescent moon had bid adieu, to not paint the canvas so the morning has taken the helm to paint the azure sky to crimson by leaving it's other half for me to paint it with the blue hue of my cloudy eyes.

The blue morning. (An aubade in the caption.) •The blue morning• The crescent moon had bid adieu, to not paint the canvas so the morning has taken the helm to paint the azure sky to crimson by leaving it's other half for me to paint it with the blue hue of my cloudy eyes.

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CAPTURE #1: LEADERSHIP ENTITLED I was filled with anticipation and admiration at the same time when my name was called out among all the students of class 4. And more profoundly, the teacher didn't announce my name, it was students who preferred me. Who supported me to be their house captain. There used be four houses. Shivaji, Tagore, Ashoka and Raman. I was in Raman house. And as it was a fresh session. A leader was nominated say, elected from each house be it from class 5 or 4. The leaders of primary section and secondar

CAPTURE #1: LEADERSHIP ENTITLED I was filled with anticipation and admiration at the same time when my name was called out among all the students of class 4. And more profoundly, the teacher didn't announce my name, it was students who preferred me. Who supported me to be their house captain. There used be four houses. Shivaji, Tagore, Ashoka and Raman. I was in Raman house. And as it was a fresh session. A leader was nominated say, elected from each house be it from class 5 or 4. The leaders of primary section and secondar

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A leaving poem. (Read in caption) Our presence made the night gleam with the tint of love adorning the sky. Where, I was the scattered stars of shady glint, and you were my Belle of night. But then, the night dwindled stirring up the orange. I wish we

A leaving poem. (Read in caption) Our presence made the night gleam with the tint of love adorning the sky. Where, I was the scattered stars of shady glint, and you were my Belle of night. But then, the night dwindled stirring up the orange. I wish we