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Froth   The sun rose again today Just like the every day screams Which comes from nooks and corners Of my cities, villages and streets My country called India 'Mera Bharat Mahan' Is shamed yet again Dekho kahan gayi iski shaan ?   It’s no big deal you know Girls-women-moms-daughters Some sisters and some wives... Continue Reading →

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