Walking thro' the green pastures
Alone in thought
Accompanied by emptiness
Of cool breeze and surrounding-
In company of solitude an hope.
The nature nods in appreciation,
Deceit or envy,
All swirls around
To comfort in reality.
Dark clouds above
Accompany for miles at stretch
To shower the seeds of goodwill
That will long live
In the memories of the past
And generation to follow.
Captivates the inner feelings
To savour and drown
The ecstacy and labour of truth
That lies in the torrent
Which succeeds
To sow and reap the fruit of hopefulness.
Bathed in a veil of despair,
Yearn for the morrow
To bring and guide
Thro' the winding path
Hidden ahead.
The Quiet Rise of Japanese Literature in India and What it says about young
Indian loneliness
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Japanese literature is no longer a niche corner in Indian bookstores. In
2026, it has become a cultural wave. Readers exhausted by hustle culture
are turni...
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2 comments:
Bears an eerie semblance to Frost... :)
Lovely!
Don't expect life 2 b a rollercoaster. There is always something on the other side. Hidden and desolate. Thanks Kartz.
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