War & Profit

They say war is tragic, a terrible, costly affair. Strange then how some people always seem to get rich there. The bombs fall loudly, the speeches fall faster. Someone sells missiles, someone sells plaster. The cities burn nightly, the markets stay sunny. Lives are the losses, but rich makes money. The leaders look solemn, the... Continue Reading →

Poem : The Struggle of Middle Class

In the heart of India's middle class, where dreams collide,Lies a tale of choices, where fates reside.Between saving and spending, they walk a tightrope,This is a world where desires clash with hope.To enjoy the moment or build for the unknown,They ponder endlessly, from dusk until dawn.Should they live freely, with no chains to bind,Or save... Continue Reading →

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