SAPTATI DATTA
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India...
Waiting for tomorrow' morning
Stepped out from dark night
With the down of tomorrow
India will be free
Free from all things.
India is free now. .free...free
Ma durga
Hello
The Teacher
The Green
My Reading St...
My Free India
Brother
Life
The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday... The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence. Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence.
Where's the freedom, where's the life? Where's the freedom, where's the life?
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
The Rainbow is then certain to appear... The Rainbow is then certain to appear...
Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger
I bleed.... Red! I bleed.... Red!
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Motherland.... Motherland....
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion. No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion.
fierce lovely water... fierce lovely water...
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
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