Toral Vyas
Abstract Inspirational Children
Open a Book,
Put eyes and have a Look.
Books are good for you,
So Read and Know it's True.
Books give us Information,
So make it as a Passion.
Books are our Friends,
It has no Starts and Ends.
Independence ...
My Rain, My H...
Monsoon
Sweet Monsoon
Live Life In ...
Books Are Our...
Dreams
I like Books
Our Journey
This Independ...
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
Giver of givings and creator of all creations. Giver of givings and creator of all creations.
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
Who is this invisible man?... Who is this invisible man?...
In this intense ocean fulfilled with life, let's dive deeper and deeper, In this intense ocean fulfilled with life, let's dive deeper and deeper,
Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most sophisticated philos... Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most ...
Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma? Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma?
Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of every night. Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of eve...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home? And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home?
May their faces be filled with smiles. May their faces be filled with smiles.
Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri. Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri.
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up... Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up...
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