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Rachna Vinod

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Rachna Vinod

Classics

Turn By Turn Taking Turn

Turn By Turn Taking Turn

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Mixing blending sweet and sour

Conquer color I search I find

Conquest color you search you find

This ground that ground

With bat and ball, hockey and ball

Playing at the parade ground

High high greater height

Victory gaining greatest height

Down down deeper down

Defeat deepening deepest down

Now come here, come here

Looking for me, find me here

Then go there go there

Looking for you, find you there

Memory treasure a glore

Where are you? I am here! 


Asking riddles, solving riddles

Criss-cross hairline

Direct line, a zigzag line

Backcombing, side combing

Naughty glint watery eyes

Singing raga moonlit night

Long forgotten, old and new

Friendly meetings far and few

What awaits no inkling

Just focussed thinking

From innermost feeling

Acknowledging charming greetings

Turn turn my turn, sweet turn

Turn turn your turn, sour turn

Turn by turn, taking turn

Caring cries cool burn

Only play to be played

Bringing together separated one!


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