Prajakta Chaudhari
Drama
As the journey begins, I plug in the headphones into my ear,
Beautiful Nig...
Time Is NOW
Rainbow Shade...
Rains (Haiku)
Barrier
Night Sky (Ha...
Life By The W...
Let It Go
He (Haiku)
Hunger
Freedom was gifted to me.... ....the moment I came out of my mother's womb but got trapped immediat... Freedom was gifted to me.... ....the moment I came out of my mother's womb but ...
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
Wandered along the jocund company, Of chatterbox and loud ocean, Wandered along the jocund company, Of chatterbox and loud ocean,
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..
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
On that day I will be proud to say “We have freedom. On that day I will be proud to say “We have freedom.
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
I found myself amongst the woods, I found myself amongst the woods,
Stranger......... Stranger.........
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'
An interesting take on the history of steel making by foundry workers. An interesting take on the history of steel making by foundry workers.
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
Partial darkness cannot take away The urge to pen down my lines Partial darkness cannot take away The urge to pen down my lines
There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist, There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist,
She always loved To be like Mom, her replica She always loved To be like Mom, her replica
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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