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 From schooldays, I was always hooked into russian literature though translated, Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, Gorky, and most importantly Chekhov were staples! But, I was more tuned to Chekhov, his life and his visions! His writings grappled me tightly, never losing grips, his spirit encapsulated me with his sharp wit! And, his life-struggles and visions?! I took a pledge cause somehow they resembled mine, and I cannot relate more- in  flare and in hibernation, his inner voice echoed mine, entangled for life! If I have any spare time I would not mind delving deep into his writings again and immerse deep!

Reflections

A decade went lamenting for you, A decade spent ranting about you, A series of decade has gone by blaming

Emancipation

Faulty stars in the sky leading to a faulty love story—well, stars were not deformed. It was our own fault—a

Racing Hearts

It was nice to know you. It’s a pleasure to meet you.  It’s sweet to kiss you.  But it’s horrendous

Addiction

You were not my love. You were merely just an addiction,  Talking with you over the phone, Fighting over

Circles

Love was a priority then. Happiness was destiny. But now love is not predestined. Sometimes it’s a mistake. But mistakes

Sabotage

I was standing on the brink of a montage. But you always end up bringing about sabotage! I overcame the