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  • The value of tears

    There was no one there who knew The value of those flowing tears, They looked like early morning’s dew But the pain was like those of spears. The settlement was filled with signs of life Yet it truly felt like a ghost town, The couple’s obliviousness struck like a knife They mocked and laughed and…

  • The Greenwich Library

    In downtown Greenwich, near an alley Was a place called the “Greenwich Library”, Such a wonderous abode this place had been It was unlike something you have ever seen. This library had a gimmick that every few years, It was renamed, unlike its competitors and peers. I remember when I was a child, probably aged…

  • A Message From The Toymaker

    Hear my message, all you little girls and boys From the Toymaker himself, who crafts all your toys. My names are many, you might know them well Kris Kringle, Sinterklaas, or even Père Noël. Where I live, the wicked North Wind blows It’s cold and it’s harsh and it will freeze your toes. The Tundra…

  • Ranking SRK’S looks from 2010-2023

    RANKING ALL OF SRK’S LOOKS (2010-2023)   My name is Dhruv, naam to suna hi hoga, and I’ve been a gigantic SRK fan for god knows how long. However, this affinity is even more.. uh.. chaotic than you can imagine. It’s no surprise that SRK’s tenure from 2010 until now has been a bit of…

  • DUNKI – FLAWED, BUT STILL FANTASTIC

    An essay by Dhruv Anand My name is Dhruv, “naam toh suna hi hoga”. Mera review ka intezaar gyaara mulkon toh nahi, lekin gyaara log toh zaroor kar rahi hai. Previously, I had reviewed Jawan when it had just come out, and was singing its praises every day. My daily routine had found two new…

  • JAWAN – WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN A “PERFECT” FILM

    An essay by Dhruv Anand My name is Dhruv, “naam toh suna hi hoga”, and for the past 16 years, I’ve been a massive Shah Rukh Khan fan. I was born in 2006, and since then, I’ve seen every SRK film released, all the way from 2006’s Don to current day. I’ve spent my years…

  • When We Were Young

    When we were young, only you and me, on the ground were microbes for us to see. The Koel’s call echoed all the way to and fro, cause we don’t even know what happened a hundred years ago. What we were in our previous life , whose incarnation were we, no one knows anything except…

  • The Wull of the Wust

    You might know Phantoms and ghosts, and spirits devouring innocent hosts I am not scared of them, just I am scared of the Wull -of-the- Wust. The screams , the shouts, the boo-hoo-hoo, the crash, the smash, the didgeridoo. Once I went into the forest with my friend, but the Wull 0f the Wust marked…

  • The game of Screams

    Even in your wildest dreams you can play the game of screams. You are in for a fright The ghosts will hunt you down tonight. The game’s origin is really pale. The story begins.( it’s a really sad tale) There was a woman who could not pay tax, so the mob went on the quest…

  • The Earth’s Mourning

    Today we will do the earth’s mourning with a lot of grunting and groaning. The cause of this is acid rain which almost spoilt the lion’s mane. It also destroyed my window pane when I was walking down the lane. I also heard firecrackers making noise which were set by a few boys. I shouted…

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