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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh Pal
There must have been moments in your life when you cried,
for reasons that made sense, and for reasons that didn’t.
Sometimes, you cried just to cry.
Sometimes, the questions in your head felt heavier than any answers could be.
This book won’t give you those answers.
It will just make you cry, with pride.
This isn’t a self-help book.
It’s a mirror.
It will make you love yourself for the very reasons you once hated yourself.
It will make you realise that perfect thing about you is that you are
IMPERFECT.
Or you can say it will make you a
NARCISSIST.
But maybe that’s not such a bad thing.
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Navkaran Singh Navi
Naturally travellers come and go,
Naturally thoughts begin to flow.
When minds connect, it’s meant to be
That’s why these words live on a sheet.
This pen and page just play their part,
Or travellers roam with a restless heart.
But streets don’t last, they fade in time,
And wanderers move on, like every rhyme.
A traveller’s mark won’t always stay,
Like ripples in water drift away.
So what remains, beyond the scene,
Are the words they spoke soft or keen.
~ Navi
