JYOTI ARORA
Drama
When I'm old and Mankey
I'll never use a hanky
I'll wee on plants
And soil my pants
And sometimes get quite cranky.
Destiny's Ben...
The Detour
Love's Maze
The Missed Tr...
Crossroads
The forgotten...
Time
Final stanzas...
when winter s...
A world witho...
Freedom was gifted to me.... ....the moment I came out of my mother's womb but got trapped immediat... Freedom was gifted to me.... ....the moment I came out of my mother's womb but ...
Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead. Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead.
Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body
Now I'm in front of the divine knowledge I'm unable to tell you what my mind is with Now I'm in front of the divine knowledge I'm unable to tell you what my mind ...
Poor water runs clean and smooth, Poor water runs clean and smooth,
One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish
Helplessness.... of the migrant workers.. Helplessness.... of the migrant workers..
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
On that day I will be proud to say “We have freedom. On that day I will be proud to say “We have freedom.
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
I am myself, so if you wanna do , then hate me .... I am myself, so if you wanna do , then hate me ....
What if you were to find Your own self to be there? What if you were to find Your own self to be there?
The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all of us out there. The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all...
Cousin to death is sleep... Cousin to death is sleep...
And then there are days That are the dreaded word And then there are days That are the dreaded word
Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers' Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers'
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist, There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist,
Wisdom rules our baffled brain, Like those drops of blissful rain, Wisdom rules our baffled brain, Like those drops of blissful rain,
Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent
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