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The Throne

For a queen, the throne is quite mainstream. So she climbed up an acacia tree for a siesta.


First Light

It was a sight to behold with the first light touched the head of the old one


One Afternoon

I have woken up
Quite sloshed from night-mingled rains
A little drugged, by mountain fogs
I have been kidnapped for years by a mere kiss

~ Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingoes

One afternoon in Bharatpur