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Materials are myths, peace is not,Money is fugitive, knowledge is not,Enjoyment is myth, happiness is not,To renounce is treasured, to consume is not,..
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Scene 1It was raining. Heavily. When it rains in Mumbai, it looks more beautiful. Mumbai monsoon has its own charm. And it was first rain of the seaso..
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A poem for him, from her
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