Satya: …Tuhara saath hi shashvath hai

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You are not a poet. Whatever you have written is more about the outer world but you have the skill to play around with words. In short, to describe you…

Words fail me to express…

How influential and touchy a poet you are,

I still can say no one knows better than you

To play with words in feelings of the heart…

Perhaps you are disappointed over your dreams being crushed

But I feel your agony is what has purified and beautified

Your talent, like gold in furnace’s thresh, Shobha said.

Satya was astonished on how someone could predict him so accurately from his poems. She kissed Satya’s heart in the depths at which the secrets of the poet’s feelings were kept–the keys to which had been destroyed by Satya himself, after locking the door of his heart. But, she successfully opened it without the keys.

This is a love story of two poets Shobha and Satya from different classes, different places and different feelings about life. They had many differences but one thing common–that they were all alone in their hearts and were in search of their soulmates.

Step into Satya’s world, which has all the colours of life and all the characters have been coloured beautifully with the writer’s ink, so as to touch every aspect of life.