as posted on social media platforms.
To be free within
To soar in the mind
To rise in spirit
To explore with courage
To exist in love
Is there a different story you know?
Miss Forever Glow
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In the silence within
I find the universe without
The Love that i madly chased
Is Now gunning for me,
And you Miss Supernova"
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When i walk on the rope
My eyes are on my goal
In the jungle of chaos
Ballet's my free soul
And you, Miss Wildboots
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Like the monsoon leaves
Like first thought of bliss
Like the morning dew
Like the teenage first kiss
Like each precious moment
Like life, how can i ever miss
Over to you Miss Mustard!
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Beneath the dark sky
There is a sharp halo
My spirit wanders
My goals find me
As i think, as i feel
I am there, i am there!
And you Miss Red Rocket?
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In truth and story,
In thought and glory,
In promise and pain,
In victory and vain,
I stand still
I think still
I am still

And you Miss Everest?
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Make this moment eternal
Fall in love with your own story
Tomorrow is just a memory
But its the NOW that
Seduces you to glory!
And you Miss Merlot?
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Believe and its you!
Think and its you!
Feel and its you!
Perform and its you!
Victory and its you!
And Your prayer Miss Divine?
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When the morn delivers a dream,
When the dream delivers a design,
When thought is as good as action,
When imagination flies beyond,
When efforts feel like a party,
When success is a state of mind!
Whats your universe like Miss Sunshine?
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When the answers are within…
For the questions without…
The shine inside my mind…
Elsewhere i can never find…
Whats your hidden glow,
Miss Saturday Night flow?
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A moment to reflect,
When the weather flirts,
Many thoughts, few fresh,
Many battles, few shirts,
Let go, let go, grab one
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Blazed with neurons…
Shoot your goals…
Believe and move…
Blessed are we souls!
Whats your prayer Miss Ginger Chai?
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"When the weather gets rough..
the rough become the weather.."
Whats your Jacket Miss Fiery?
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Through the woods of vultures and wine,
Through the sandstorms of love and lust,
Through the nights of frenzy and fine,
Here I am, Here I am,
through the games of cover and crime<span class="text_exposed_show">
through the winds of fire and fame
through the thoughts of superpower and shine
Here I am, Here I am!
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Each day with it, brings glory..
Each being, in her heart, has a story..
Tell me more..Miss Silence..tell me more.
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Dedicated to my parents Pratima and Gopal
Glaring at the rain, they wait for you,
Bathing in the sun, they wait for you,
At the dark night, they wait for you,
At the brightest moment, they wait,
In their glow, grief, glimmer of hope
they wait, they wait, they wait!
Here I am! Here I am!
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With thought and inner
With thought and inner power..
feel the neurons pulsating, right here, right now.
Think energy… Think flow.. Why climb a tower..
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Without Brain Health, there is no health..
Neurons shower when you believe "your thoughts are your SuperPower"
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The morning where the sun shines inside my mind.. the skies shoot a halo so
The morning where the sun shines inside my mind.. the skies shoot a halo so dear.. planet earth so
pristine.. was, is and will be, in one form or the other, so stay there.. till the end of time and test,
fantastic day world!
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If i can will the poetry of life..
If i can feel the meaning of strife..
I can think sharp, pierce like a knife..
I can.. i can
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The path to glory is paved with a story, first inside your head my lady… then inside your heart my
love.. then rockets the spirit, steely and beyond, my dear daughter…
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Where to now.. life dances so still… the greens shout poetry so deep.. is life a song.. or a song that
breathes life in me..
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If we are the writers of our own story, then why think at zero… destiny is our clay.. our brain is our
hero…
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We leave behind… what we take with us… nature bliss is my game.
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One powerful thought is all you need to start a glorious day.. so what if
One powerful thought is all you need to start a glorious day.. so what if its looking into someone's
eyes for truth or peeping inside a heart for love.
what's your kickstart, Miss Bazooka ?
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Silver beach cafe… Kindle, coffee and kinetic energy…what are we seeking Miss Muffin?
Is it a mystical experience or a blissful orgasm?
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And the story goes like this…
i imagine love when i shower…
i imagine victory when i feel beheaded..
i know, i know, my thoughts, my superpower
Great day world!
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Calm the skies so the birds can make love..like the neurons in our brain..like the silence in the
midst of chaos…like the dew drop in the darks of a forest.
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Is this what i am looking for, or the search is on, what is more dear to me, the one in front of my
dreamy eyes or the one peeping through the stormy waves of time!
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To start my day with stillness while i run to paradise… like the first time ever i sat across a girl so
angelic… was she curious..like it was eternal… maybe it is.
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If we are the writers of our own story, why think at zero… destiny is our clay.. our brain is our hero…
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Believe and it's you! Think and it's you.
Feel and it's you. Perform and it's you!
-Amrish ShahEvery breath a new life… every kiss a new love… every morning a new vision.. every
failure a new reality…every fall a new rise… every reflection a new truth.. What's your juice, Miss
Marvel?
Every breath a new life… every kiss a new love… every morning a new vision.. every failure a new
reality…every fall a new rise… every reflection a new truth.. What's your juice, Miss Marvel?
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Happy Mother's Day… Mothers are to remind us about the jelly with custard, the smell of nature,
the journeys that never end, the taste of paradise, the colors outside the window, the courage
within our mind and the beauty inside our hearts.
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Super Day World.. acceptance, approval, but of your own self, stable mind from galaxy to ground
zero.. our brain is our hero..
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With truth and glory.. with neuroscience and story.. whats your obsession Miss Serenity!
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Imagination is the key to survival… whats your Saturday night fever?
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"On a turbulent ocean, life finds its music, elsewhere it's just raining heaven"
Quote from my forthcoming novel, stay tuned!
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Addicted to love… driven by purpose… what's your morning spell lady love?
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In a life of wonder where hurricanes are our playground, friends like you guys, stay blessed and
loved… i am there, will always be… happy life to us!
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In a life of wonder where hurricanes are our playground, friends like you guys, stay blessed and
loved… i am there, will always be… happy life to us!
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Ask a dying man, the value of life, feel alive,
Brain health World…

The world outside… the world within and the world in-between… is there a secret adventure… do
we need one, honey?
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That perpetual question in the elevator… whether to strike a note or not… the voice can haunt
you… the encounter can kill you…. and then just a stormy smile… lets leave it to fate, poison ivy…
but i am going carry that scent forever…
That perpetual question in the elevator… whether to strike a note or not… the voice can haunt
you… the encounter can kill you…. and then just a stormy smile… lets leave it to fate, poison ivy…
but i am going carry that scent forever…
An author's only reward is that she is responsible for the creation of a story that didn't exist in the
world… to add value… the rest is baby shower…
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Rise and fall… and rise again only to get rid of the fear of falling…for ever…
Rise and fall… and rise again only to get rid of the fear of falling…for ever…
Super Friend's Day world… i believe… and you.
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One thing that i have fathomed from the experiences with my parents is that they live through their
children and further, in the good, the bad and the gray…
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One thing that i have fathomed from the experiences with my parents is that they live through their
children and further, in the good, the bad and the gray…
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This is what i will miss about Jaipur… art exhibits in the golden lawns against a colonial goverment
building… images that have braved the sands of time… colours scented with a mother's eye…
memories will fade away… but the love won’t
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Taj Rambaug palace.. Mediterranean cuisine to live for.. at the Steam, and a train of thoughts…
which one to catch.. which one to let go.. which one to die for..
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Taj Rambaug palace.. Mediterranean cuisine to live for.. at the Steam, and a train of thoughts…
which one to catch.. which one to let go.. which one to die for..
-Amrish Shah