In the picturesque ranges of Khasi
Stand villages straight out of a painting-
Tapering roofs
Colourful walls
Bamboo outhouses
Baskets of pretty flowers
Girls with rosy cheeks
Boys with hoola hoops
Old ladies with deep wrinkles
Trees teeming with birds
Roads flaunting feminine cuves
Rivers singing of old folklores -
To an artificial outsider like me,
Everything is surreal, almost unbelievable.
_Vineha Tatkar
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The Quest
Poetry//Dare// Today, I dare to step out of my comfort zone. I dare to test my limits. I dare to exceed my own expectations. I dare to question the boundaries I set for myself. Doing so, I embark on a quest The quest, which I hope, to complete. This book...
