Ojes Agarwal
Abstract Comedy Children
I am a little crab,
Who walks along the shore.
All day listening to blab
And if I am getting bored
I pinch toes all day
So if I were you
I'd stay out of this little crab's way
The Alien Spa...
Reading
Popcorn
The Crab at t...
The Door
Birds
My Little Fro...
The Speedy Ma...
Buck the Deer
I am good for your gut, I don't differentiate a palace and a hut. I am good for your gut, I don't differentiate a palace and a hut.
In the modern reverie, we find our embrace. In the modern reverie, we find our embrace.
In Navratri's embrace, let your heart unfold. In Navratri's embrace, let your heart unfold.
Maya's spirit in her steps does shine. Maya's spirit in her steps does shine.
I am no one among my own. I am no one among my own.
Friends, don't raise the issue of untouchability. Friends, don't raise the issue of untouchability.
I'll go on anyway. I'll go on anyway.
A tale of strength, in Navratri's sacred light. A tale of strength, in Navratri's sacred light.
In the realm of Navratri, we dream and dream. In the realm of Navratri, we dream and dream.
In this green symphony, we find our grace. In this green symphony, we find our grace.
Battling the darkness that shrouds the night. Battling the darkness that shrouds the night.
A radiant part of this sacred dream. A radiant part of this sacred dream.
In royal blue, our hearts and souls reside. In royal blue, our hearts and souls reside.
In Priya's yellow, love takes flight. In Priya's yellow, love takes flight.
In Navratri's celebration, she finds her light. In Navratri's celebration, she finds her light.
Wake up! Wake up! The dawn awaits. Wake up! Wake up! The dawn awaits.
With faith as our shield, we'll find our own grace. With faith as our shield, we'll find our own grace.
We are common people, facing the brunt of the police. We are common people, facing the brunt of the police.
The essence of Navratri, burning so right. The essence of Navratri, burning so right.
Call me homeless if you must for all my homes have turned to dust Call me homeless if you must for all my homes have turned to dust
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