Bayt is a place in the past
Shrapnel in the Soul
Slipping Away Like Sand in my Palms
Time is memory
Sediments as a scaffold
Makes it easy to carry then
Bayt.
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Born and raised in Mumbai, India with an undergrad degree from Oman and a masters degree from the National University of Singapore. I am an Environmental Professional with a passion for Sustainability, Social Innovation and Governance related issues. A Change Agent in the making who believes that small is beautiful and that impact can be achieved -one soul at a time. View all posts by changethinker
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