How often does it happen that you visit somewhere where you visit always for its peace and simplicity but find something amazing happening which intrigues you and fascinates you, which makes you long for it?
I was at my usual favourite place Indian Coffee House, expecting an usual evening in the usual hustle and bustle of the Connaught Place.
There I met an ingenious flock of talented Instagrammers, gathered to showcase their literary skills.
#NotSoPoetrySlam they called it,
Accepted me as their own.
Overwhelming appreciation they gave,
’twas an evening we did own.
#NotSoPoetrySlam they called it,
Accepted me as their own.
Overwhelming appreciation they gave,
’twas an evening we did own.
It was an unexpected rendezvous because they had collaborated over Instagram about the date, time and venue and, I happen to bump into them. Whoa. I’m glad that they let me be a part of it.
And yes, thanks of these boggling bookmarks!
And yes, thanks of these boggling bookmarks!
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