Hardik Vaidya (26 Dec 1969, yet to kick the bucket. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)
@ of life.
@ of life.
@ shanks.eternal.com - wassup, what's your wish,
@hardik.heretic.com - I wish to be a photographer.
@shanks.eternal.com - Why dear fool? you see.
@hardik.heretic.com - I wish to be what I do not see.
@shanks.eternal.com - Hmmm Vales beyond what mathematics understood.
@shanks.eternal.com - Fool, when your lens, pans and enthrals, you see what I do not.
@hardik.heretic.com - I wish to be a painter, of walls of minds, of souls without holes.
@shanks.eternal.com - You agnostic, black and white image of poor resolution.
@shanks.eternal.com - The image of my belligerence, paint your own self.
@hardik.heretic.com - I wish to be a writer.
@shanks.eternal.com - Self proclaimed arrogant scribbler, that you are.
@hardik.heretic.com - I wish to hold the wisdom, in the midst of my throat, and not swallow.
@shanks.eternal.com - Sharp barb, you get that from me, thataastu.
Hardik Mahesh Vaidya.
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