Tuesday, March 8, 2016

They Didn't Spare Me Even After My Death Comments

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When I was just born; witnessing the first rays of brilliant dawn,
swinging innocuously in my rustic cradle; with intricate bells jingling over
my forehead,
they asked me whether I wanted honey or frosty milk.
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Nikhil Parekh
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Dehradun, India
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