Born in the capital of country, Delhi, he grew up between the so-called Delhites before moving to the never halting town - Mumbai.
He spent his considerable amount of childhood on the electronic devices in his home. From mobile phones to laptops, everything such, made up his day to day task.
Developing a passion for writing, he started his blog at the age of 15 named as ... more »
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A King Only Bows Down To His Queen
Walking in those dusty paths and rough roads,
He walks as he rules the world on his own.
Scaring the might of any living soul.
His eyes decipher the fearful walk.
He ain't scared of anyone, He ain't ruled by anyone.
His paws are full of blood and soul full of passion.
His elegance is superior than any kind.
He masks the death in his rigor.
But all above, is not why he is called a king,
Neither because he controls the world,
Nor because his elegance stands the tallest,
Not even because his eyes convey his superiority.
He is called a king, ...