It was 29th October evening of Sarojini Nagar where bomb was blasted. I was at the blast spot half an hour before. I was standing at two feet distance with my family. We were waiting for our friend who had gone to ATM for money withdrawal and having snacks. We stood there for 20 minutes.
No body knows that death was also waiting there.
We know that time of death is fixed. We were lucky that we escaped the death….
31 October, 2005
लकीरे
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3 comments:
Anonymous
said...
You are a rare combination of a photographer and poet. And, an even rarer combination of a GOOD photographer and poet!
great post dude...what a fine analogy of words and pictures. Dammn Good! I sincerely hope to read and see more stuff on your blogs. Keep posting and shooting!
3 comments:
You are a rare combination of a photographer and poet. And, an even rarer combination of a GOOD photographer and poet!
great post dude...what a fine analogy of words and pictures. Dammn Good! I sincerely hope to read and see more stuff on your blogs. Keep posting and shooting!
Yatish
Your blog is very good , really passionately good.Your poems say the unsaid and this poem is very nice .
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