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I launch myself, with a searing, soaring passion for all domains verging on the writerly and creative with a beginner's appetite here and that's how I believe in adding meaning to each day. A lucky mascot of literature, cinema and culture, I come riding on spirited wings from the emblematic city of Lucknow where all those reside and thrive. My breeding ground and my mindscape all are committed to these three life forces. Cinema. Culture. Literature. But the biggest and all consuming parent to these is life that breeds them . There is the discovery that comes from expressing yourself, clear eyed and even mystical, when you come from a city like this. I am here to expand my worldviews, share my earliest inspirations and evolutions and go with the flow through the most accessible outlet there is : writing. Conventionally, my biography is that of a degree holder in English literature encompassing Undergraduate, Postgraduate and M Phil years and every possible experience of learning finer points of knowledge . I have already taken the plunge of creating a solid base for my works by publishing my poems and articles on the renowned worldwide community/ writing sanctuary Wattpad since 2015, a platform which is a miracle for anyone pursuing so much as a flash of wordplay and thoughts to spare. It has redefined my life and allows me to go strong. You can read my works there under the username MadMenWearingFedora / Prithvijeet. That is the springboard that catapulted me to a confident vocational revival. So here I am. Both originality and novelty are the key words to define this eternal student of life. So with the tip of the pen blessing my head and a new vigor, I welcome you all to my realm. AN AWADH BOY'S PANORAMA beckons.
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An Awadh Boy's Panorama : tracing words on these filigreed, discerning fingertips. 
It’s an exquisite poem, P.J. Easily can see why it was published.
You wrote:
“Look at the bird’s pain
as he beholds,
on the Lands of God,
The Creator of the Universe.”
What I heard and what I now speak is:
“Look at the Spirit of the Dove’s pain, Jesus Christ on the Cross,
as He beholds our sins,
as the Lamb of God,
The Creator of the Universe.”
You wrote:
“Some say he is the son,
the child
caught in the whirlpool of the life stream,
that has left only his visage
on this surface.”
What I heard and what I now speak is:
“Many say He is the Son, Jesus Christ,
the Child
caught in the whirlpool of the life stream,
“When You said, ‘Seek My Face,’ My heart said to You, ‘Your Face, LORD, I will seek” (Psalm 27:8)
on this surface of this fallen world.”
Hope it’s okay what you wrote AND what I heard and what I now speak (BOTH).
Love and blessings always, your dear “huckleberry friend,”
Timothy (or Mr. T or Comrade T or BOTH)
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Thank you as always for your gift of words and artistic/creative reciprocation.
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💙🙏💚🙏💜🙏🧡🙏💕🐾
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