"- Sometimes many universal features I got myself to sketch in front of fabric thoughts when the green leaves become brown that are floating in the pond, I amazed too, get to know what Nature is giving! A blunder...blunder, many people are those to be shocked who do not understand the Amsterdam of Literature of the beautiful-Madrid. I run, I throw my game to play with Mother Nature, she laps me ..she conquers me and of all I am nothing but a sheet of white paper who is cleaned as: and, do not have any inclination to understand then the bleeding of cactus.. Ah! I got a pain..--O Mother, why have you given me a pain..I trust you, but..you throned me, throw your prickles from me.. I hate it ..don't throw it towards-I command. No, the baffling starts.; it is simplified.Thus it is get to know Nature and Death are parallel to each other, my graveyard is there but a long run My Mother has given me to go its near..lots of things need to be finished so quickly within the span..its get to be run hastily or else.. but no more waiting for the pending carriage...Mother is feeding me, mother is dilating at me..she glitters, she that pains me everything is incense, and I get to be commendable to my Mother's Speech ob-obviously...-"My Destiny." - Me and My Nature.
( Rituparna Ray Chaudhuri, own way of a casual thought when I delve myself frequently standing alone at the vestibule)
( Rituparna Ray Chaudhuri, own way of a casual thought when I delve myself frequently standing alone at the vestibule)
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