I cant write anything...
I tried..again and again.. but couldn't.
My fingers were reluctant to type..
I tried to pen a poem...
That was something I never did..
before, If I write something in good mood.. it used to come out as a poem..
Now.. when I write, something inside telling me.. u r writing a poem..
Which stops further flow of lines..
I think Saraswathi Devi left staying in my mind..
Now-a-days only thing I'm interested, is to dance..
Every tune take me to an another world..
And I cant resist it..
Sorry friends.. I wanted to write a lot about the Bangalore life.. Not in a mood now.. of course I'll write..
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Be nice ;) Thats all.