Archives for the month of: September, 2009
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gagan chukki

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About me there is a cool breeze ruffling my hair, wearing my cranium off its furry growth.

About me a rooster’s shrill crowing rattle the walls of my room.

About me, I see people crying over a broken Borosil glass holding ice-cold beer.

About me, I feel a void.

About me there is a void.