vidus

Eternal Learner

I started writing because I was afraid of how easily thoughts would disappear. Not the important—but the small ones. How light shifts when I leave a room. The sound of a page turning in the night.

Small observations. They don’t ask to be understood.
Only to be recorded and maybe read, slowly.

— Lucía M.

  • Deception

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    By Vidya Deception is a crooked art,Born of malice in the heart;To gain bright colours, rich and bold,Without the alum, without the gold. Is being…

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  • “धोखा”

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    धोखा कुटिल चाल है अनेक दुर्भावों का प्रभाव बिना हर्रे फिटकरी के रंग चोखा पाने का भाव। धोखा खाना बेवकूफी है या सज्जनों का भोलापन…

    ≻: “धोखा”