Eternal Souls

         


On the pond of the drifting mind, came a feathered friend from memory lane.
Refreshing the traces which were erased since an epoch.Somewhere in depths, he sheltered those impressions with a hope that the universe will return him back his possession.His plight was similar to that nestling, who wants to fly in the ravishing sky, but has no wings.His expedition will pursue and so will hers. Covertly, showcasing the never-ending want of dreaming until their wish turns into reality.

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  1. Anonymous7 June 2017 at 07:51

    Honest feedback : Feels incomplete but its alright since its not important all stories to have conclusion ...

    You may try to integrate these feelings into a poem/song and this shall increase the effect several times .

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  2. Unknown7 June 2017 at 08:20

    Thank you for reverting with genuine feelings. This will definitely add up to my experience. I would like to put some light on the characters. Two individuals separated by choice or destiny wanting to runite. Their struggle is still alive that's the ending.

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  3. Ankit Uday Basrur7 June 2017 at 12:12

    It's a beautifully illustrated piece. I could very much feel the yearning and the distress that follows it. Sure, it feels incomplete but that's the best part about it. It leaves you wanting for more!

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  4. Unknown7 June 2017 at 12:35

    WOW, Ankit!!

    I am glad that I have peers like you who understand the gravity of the subject and why it's written in a peculiar format. Your comments and feedbacks are always going to be the A-lister. More power to you

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  5. Unknown7 June 2017 at 22:42

    Nyc 1 yogi... Something that every1 feels....

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    1. Unknown7 June 2017 at 22:45

      Thats true Rohit...
      A suppressed emotion that all feel but few express.
      Thank you for your comment.

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    2. Unknown8 June 2017 at 11:55

      Alwaz welcome....

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  6. Unknown8 June 2017 at 11:01

    Deep imagination😊😊😊

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  7. Unknown9 June 2017 at 02:40

    Beautifully written Yogi. Describes a state of mind no one is escaped from.

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  8. Unknown9 June 2017 at 02:46

    Thank you so much Manish. Few love to be caged in that moment!!

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  9. Rick9 June 2017 at 10:07

    Very well written yogi..not much of a reader, hence not an expert..unique use of words..keep it up

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  10. Unknown9 June 2017 at 10:38

    Thank you Rick. You don't have to be an expert to like something. You can relate with the article bcoz it struck a chord with you.Words act as anchor in my blog. So I have to select them very closely.

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  11. Unknown9 June 2017 at 11:29

    Excellent blog
    Since almost everyone face that thing once in a life

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  12. Unknown9 June 2017 at 11:36

    Thank you Sanket ji....
    Yes, these phases makes life worth while.

    Cheers :)

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  13. Unknown11 June 2017 at 05:56

    It pleasure to get here the article u have written... It may give you eternal Peace n way of divine path. All the best

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  14. Unknown11 June 2017 at 05:56

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  15. Unknown11 June 2017 at 06:22

    Thank you so much Dad.. your blessings will definitely make me succeed in my journey.

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  16. Anonymous15 July 2017 at 05:37

    Nicely written yogi..it's been illustrated so well..each of us live such moments once in a Lyf tym but to explain it so nicely can b done by few...so all d best..wud love to read more.amazing work..

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    1. Unknown15 July 2017 at 12:05

      Thank you so much. Anonymous !!

      Please let me know your name.

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  17. Anonymous3 August 2017 at 05:36

    Superb!

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  18. Anonymous17 September 2017 at 06:45

    Well construct ,short and simple with feel of Encouragement.

    Yogesh K

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