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Revival

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Revival

Surrounded by gloom

Engulfed by chilly winds

Petrified and numbed

Like being under a mound of snow

A lapidified brain

Restricted by distress

Cogitation frozen

Thoughts frosted

Dejected and forlorn

Her frail figure hunched

Pinched and skeletal

She stood like a despondent tree

Will the day star appear

It’s warm rays shedding light

Brightening her path

Fluxing her logic

Giving an antonym

To her aimless being

Steering her

To a pragmatic destination

– Pradnya Surve

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Written by Pradnya Surve

A child counsellor and teacher, enjoyed every moment of motherhood
My Masters degree in Child Development and Family Relations is a value addition to a basic affinity towards people

Reading and writing is passion inherited from my family who were voracious readers, lovers of art and theatre

I am fortunate to nurture my interests having a life partner with similar interests. My children too are taking forward the legacy

Proud to be associated with Artoonsinn which is family for me

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