Even if it gets dusty
Let me open the windows
Even if it brings noise in
Let me open the windows
I have been breathing
My own expiration
For long
Now it is time
To bring in a fresh
Gust of wind
Let all things be disordered
Disorganised
It has been there
Before
Inside me
Now let it
Come out in the open
-Nehal Nandip
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I usually write in my mother tongue Gujarati and sometimes in Hindi and English.
Nehal’s world is at the crossroads of my inner and outer worlds, hope you like the journey…
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