Fresh pictures of a drowned Bangalore. Courtesy Kishore from good old bangalore. Its almost midnight, I was finishing up some school work, thought I should post these before I get bogged down with work and forget about it.
Here's an ode to the city, with due apologies to H. W. Longfellow.
Here's an ode to the city, with due apologies to H. W. Longfellow.
Be still, sad city, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each city some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each city some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
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