Waiting for her day and night, Calling her all the way by nine... Waiting for her day and night, Calling her all the way by nine...

Awestruck, the poet is yet again, seeing Barnali fly! And, Barnali flies… Flies high and then, de... Awestruck, the poet is yet again, seeing Barnali fly! And, Barnali flies… Fli...

If I were a Superhero, I showed my highest potential... If I were a Superhero, I showed my highest potential...

She's predictable in her own unpredictability. She's predictable in her own unpredictability.

An improbable dream. You wake up in this place. An improbable dream. You wake up in this place.

The poem is about disparity and hope The poem is about disparity and hope