Kuhu Kacher
Drama Classics Children
(Poem type - Alphabets )
D – Do I have a lot of favourite animals?
O – Oh I just know my favourite is dog
G – Goes and comes and runs; This is my Dog!
Fairly Bound
Familiar Face...
The Softest B...
Is Love Sane ...
Turning To La...
The Message
Oceanic dream...
Bring Me Joy!
What Keeps YO...
Shining Like ...
Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead. Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead.
Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body
Now I'm in front of the divine knowledge I'm unable to tell you what my mind is with Now I'm in front of the divine knowledge I'm unable to tell you what my mind ...
One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish
Helplessness.... of the migrant workers.. Helplessness.... of the migrant workers..
History is a big part for the human race ... History is a big part for the human race ...
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
A metallic touch, On the toes' it felt. A metallic touch, On the toes' it felt.
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
I wish to travel... Travel far and wide, no fear bothers me now I wish to travel... Travel far and wide, no fear bothers me now
What if you were to find Your own self to be there? What if you were to find Your own self to be there?
First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the people around me... First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the pe...
The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all of us out there. The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all...
And then there are days That are the dreaded word And then there are days That are the dreaded word
Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers' Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers'
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
Wisdom rules our baffled brain, Like those drops of blissful rain, Wisdom rules our baffled brain, Like those drops of blissful rain,
Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp... Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp...
Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent
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