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Wednesday, 16 March 2016

smita sharma dabas: The aquaintances.

smita sharma dabas: The aquaintances.
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welcome..all poetry lovers.

This is an attempt to hone my creativity and follow my first love ie.poetry.Hope all of you will enjoy reading which I painstakingly present for all my readers .Any suggestions,comments and criticism are welcome. I also have a blog for prose writing:http://www.smitasharmadabas.blogspot.com/

If interested in reading my stories please visit the above mentioned blog.

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Smita Sharma Dabas
This is Smita Sharma Dabas,a teacher of The English Language and Literaure, an educationist who loves to write stories and poems.I love my job as it gives me a chance to remain young as I'm always surroundedby young,energetic boys and girls.I love to read anything I lay my hands on,listen to music ,read and write poetry and making friends.
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