Ankita Gupta
Drama
Diaries are made for year's memories,
We travel,
Our diaries also travel to make some travel diaries memories,
Memories are not created they are made with our memories.
Monsoon Memor...
Fathers And H...
Girls
Colonial Era
East India Co...
Journey of Tw...
Winter Scene
Painter
Woman
Battle
I came here, crossing a million light-years to solve your mysteries, I came here, crossing a million light-years to solve your mysteries,
I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind. I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind.
To the days that⠀don't feel, so good.⠀ To the days that⠀don't feel, so good.⠀
She used to smile all the time, She used to smile all the time,
Poor water runs clean and smooth, Poor water runs clean and smooth,
"Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary. "Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary.
Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story
I was told to wear dark clothes as it matches my skin tone, I was told to wear dark clothes as it matches my skin tone,
Caught fireflies to store their light on a page Caught fireflies to store their light on a page
I still remember the day, When we first meet... I still remember the day, When we first meet...
Reunions taught me how people come with many layers, Reunions taught me how people come with many layers,
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...
Having a newbie around is a blessing indeed, Those tiny-big eyes when stared curiously... Having a newbie around is a blessing indeed, Those tiny-big eyes when stared ...
There is wrong, there is right, There is wrong, there is right,
Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool, Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool,
Let's pull off this disparity, can't we? Let's pull off this disparity, can't we?
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
the sunsets.... the sunsets....
The droplets of rain, tried to soothe her nerve The droplets of rain, tried to soothe her nerve
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...
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