Ankita Gupta
Drama
"It feels like missing someone,
Feels detached with someone,
It feels lonely without someone,
Is this love?
Feels incomplete without someone,
As if I am waiting for someone,
Is this love?"
Monsoon Memor...
Fathers And H...
Girls
Colonial Era
East India Co...
Journey of Tw...
Winter Scene
Painter
Woman
Battle
Just like a rock, I stood across the shore, Giant tides hit me hard, Just like a rock, I stood across the shore, Giant tides hit me hard,
Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead. Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead.
The father then headed to heavens above Leaving his sons with wisdom to seek, The father then headed to heavens above Leaving his sons with wisdom to seek,
There's some reason behind the flowing river, Maybe something why it has those waves; There's some reason behind the flowing river, Maybe something why it has thos...
For the first time in her life, she tied Rakhi, For the first time in her life, she tied Rakhi,
Why does it seem.... That sometimes, you are unwanted... Why does it seem.... That sometimes, you are unwanted...
As he grew the bond of brother and sister grew, With time everything changed my view. As he grew the bond of brother and sister grew, With time everything changed ...
It's all about perspectives, That creates the scenes. It's all about perspectives, That creates the scenes.
I never had a sister of my own, Since I had been brought up all alone. I never had a sister of my own, Since I had been brought up all alone.
Here I stand in the darkness of the night Where only the stars see me, Here I stand in the darkness of the night Where only the stars see me,
I look up in the skies in search of hope, I look up in the skies in search of hope,
In this vast ocean of life, We sail on a drowning boat. So Enjoy till it sinks. In this vast ocean of life, We sail on a drowning boat. So Enjoy till it sinks.
Live, cherish and smile This was my job, my role. Live, cherish and smile This was my job, my role.
There was a young fellow in distress and distraught... There was a young fellow in distress and distraught...
Touch of dewdrops on the cold morning of the winter Touch of dewdrops on the cold morning of the winter
There is wrong, there is right, There is wrong, there is right,
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
Together they mend the broken fence Together they sit and tie the sacred ends. Together they mend the broken fence Together they sit and tie the sacred ends...
I was born in these stinky streets, Play with the old broken toys, I was born in these stinky streets, Play with the old broken toys,
Yes, I am alone; and yes I am free to be anything I want, Yes, I am alone; and yes I am free to be anything I want,
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