musings of an insomniac

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Revelation

Revelation

By Arti Honrao on November 19, 2009
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Autumn Wind

Autumn Wind

By Arti Honrao on November 16, 2009
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Give Me Strength…

Give Me Strength…

By Arti Honrao on November 14, 2009
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What Is Worse?

What Is Worse?

By Arti Honrao on November 14, 2009
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The Hidden Journal

The Hidden Journal

By Arti Honrao on November 12, 2009
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चाहता हूँ (in reply to poem 'चाहती हूँ')

चाहता हूँ (in reply to poem 'चाहती हूँ')

By Arti Honrao on November 10, 2009
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चाहती हूँ...

चाहती हूँ...

By Arti Honrao on November 08, 2009
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बस अब बहुत हो चुका ...

बस अब बहुत हो चुका ...

By Arti Honrao on November 07, 2009
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At Times...

At Times...

By Arti Honrao on November 03, 2009
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आज

आज

By Arti Honrao on November 01, 2009
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When Dreams Shatter

When Dreams Shatter

By Arti Honrao on October 30, 2009
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अनछलके आँसू  ...

अनछलके आँसू ...

By Arti Honrao on October 18, 2009
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Labels: hindi
In Search Of Words...

In Search Of Words...

By Arti Honrao on October 13, 2009
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Is This The Way?

Is This The Way?

By Arti Honrao on September 22, 2009
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ऐसी वो एक लड़की थी..

ऐसी वो एक लड़की थी..

By Arti Honrao on September 15, 2009
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Human Too

Human Too

By Arti Honrao on September 13, 2009
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There are so many things in life we cannot explain, so many things we wish we never have to explain. There are times when we wish we could just break free, forget what matters, walk into the darkness, steal ourselves away from everything and everyone. It is about how we deal with such moments, is what life is made up of. It is our attitude that defines who we are.

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i know  life is not fair  it’s tough a hurricane sometimes, and often i am not there  for you  when you need me because  i have my own demon...

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