Grockled Dopes
A collection of poems and proses with a taste of celestial slice.
Why the sky looked same all these years till yesterday and now it suddenly looks much bluer? The flowers are…
Yeh tab ki baat hai, Jab hum na toh faaslein samajte the, na hi kareebiyan, Dost hi dost the, dher…
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