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Dweep Subba
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A Writer, Poet, Painter, Reader.
A Writer, Poet, Painter, Reader.

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Miles Davis pic courtesy - Wikipedia. Jazz Don’t stop that shit Let it play That a man with a smile faces death, at point blank range. What is it that you are knitting the wandering souls of many That have passed by this forest: my heart. Let it play That a...

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JU : Jadavpur University
Pic Courtesy: Google Images. JU : Gate No - 4 The fourth gate at JU ... Beyond the gate are sashayed imaginations a distance to ponder by the pond Beyond the gate are writings blotched on the walls Beyond the gate are hordes of theories that position to be ...

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Outcast
Image Courtesy:indiangorkhas.co.in Outcast. Why is it? That no people voted for your death. When did you even die? Death but at what cost? katha, bigha or lessa. None. So, why was it You always spoke of a land. My land, your land, our land The length of si...

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Poem on Tibet

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Tibet
Image Courtesy: blogimagetibet.com Tibet When was it? The last phone call from Tibet. It was my uncle My grandfather’s brother son. He lives with the half of us. in Tibet. Each week we talk once in length. the distance from Dharmasala to Gyangtse. Of how mu...

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Revisiting Memories
"Revisiting Memories": Pictures snapped in Sikkim and Arunachal Pradesh, India, 2014-2015. 1700, Arunachal Pradesh, 2014. Arunachal Pradesh, 2014 "I was here". Arunachal Pradesh, 2014 enroute 1700, 1800, Bomdila. Pakkigaon, Sikkim: Season of Oranges, 2014 M...

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Santherem
Alcohol is better known as Santherem in the hills. Santherem Santherem, a bit artful. We use it during birth death, failure, love and in being. It helps softening feelings your frame of mind. Man shouldn't be hard with life. Life has a life of its own. Sant...

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Enchey As the sun slowly Unfolds the blanket of the heavy dawn. Mother, silent on her toes Start by changing water from the cups fire pine incense, prepare tea and butter incense. Father wakes up with a taste for the day. A song of silence much sung by bird...

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