Contradictions

Give me a pen and I will draw, The wind that blows in my face, Cold and comforting. Give me a pen and I will sketch, The hard contours of your hand, Warm and tough. Give me a pen and I will colour, The stars that always smile, Down at me with a sneering face. … Continue reading Contradictions

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Borders

Crossing borders, we try to see, the many contradictions – two or three, they are not. They are many. for the world is full of humans, all unique. You try to see each one, as an Indian, a Pakistani. a Clever, a Meek. But I tell you, don’t group them, as nations. Borders don’t count, … Continue reading Borders