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My dream is to be in a solitary spot for meditation. My dream is to be among those hillsides where heaven has gained independence from this world of clutter. The brook sings there.


The dream is to be where the rain pitter patters at intervals. The breeze is a melody of sorts, and I am the perennial songwriter. My songs are stories of my bygone days and I’ll be still waiting there for the next journey from the start of the start to begin with another future. My dream is to find answers… will I find them?


Geeta Chhabra


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