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…OF rains, drains, and sundry pains By Neel Anil Panicker Woke up to the steady drum roll of raindrops pouring down slanting rooftops. I clambered out of bed and peered down from the balcony only to find the streets covered in white ever flowing slush like there were some iridescent sheets of gunfire. Outside, the … Continue reading neelwrites/essay/rains/delhi/india/26/07/2018
RAINY DAYS By Neel Anil Panicker Gutter rains exacerbate denizens’ pain Putting all services under severe strain As life grinds to a halt All debate who’s at fault While Nature Gods play spoilsport Looks like swimming’s become our national sport. #neelanilpanicker
Three Line Tales, Week 83 Hosted by Sonya at https://only100words.xyz/2017/08/31/three-line-tales-week-83/ DEFLATED DREAMS photo by Dev Benjamin via Unsplash By Neel Anil Panicker Dear Papa, Waiting for you. Do come home fast. Have prepared some very colourful paper boats. Will be fun when we row them in the waters. Arnab, drenched to the gills in his office overalls, read the … Continue reading neelwrites/deflateddreams/threelinetales/fiction/105words/31/08/2017
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