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The wind in my hair, the soft, moist grass cushioning my head, the velvet tapestry of sparkling stars becomes the stage as the shape shifting monsoon clouds conjure up myriad stories in my head. The moon gleams
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A touch of Wordsworth to begin with…having bollywood written all over it, and some subtle philosophy here and there..a very nice read.
P.S.> loved the title..goes with the ‘bollywoodistical’ tone of the article 🙂