Coincidences in literature are rather rare. Coincidences in literature across cultures are even rarer. So you can guess my surprise when reading Tagore’s “The question” from his Lipika collection of the 1920’s I found the following lines: The father returned … Continue reading
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
The Girl With the TBR Tattoo
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
John Self's Shelves
or, writing about books
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
A literary blog
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
Because I'm worth it
The nameless stars, just like you and me, are praying for a little happiness
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