By Aditya Mallick
Just a bunch of seeds in the wild
They seek so much place to grow.
And they wouldn’t be able to sprout
If kept together on the forest floor.
All of them need space to identify
The truth of what they are.
Sometimes the harshest of winds
Will take them the most far.
By Aditya Mallick
By Sonal Lodha मौक़ा मिला है आज तो करने दे मुझे शुक्रिया तेरा ! उगते सूरज से शुरू हो , हर रोज़ नयी एक ज़िंदगी मेरी बढ़ते हर कदम पर साँसो पर करे जो पैरवीं मेरी ढलती शाम फिर जब नये सवेरें नयी उम्मीद इंत
By Arlene Nayak I walk across the countryside Looking o’er the everlasting fields As the melodious tunes of a robin Hit my longing ears. The river flows ever serenely Through the undergrowth The gay f