I can’t forget to forget the world
When your lips tenderly meet mine
I can’t remember all my worries
When those lips kiss me so fine
That gentle caress of your’s
Across my cheek
Makes all my problems
Look weak and meek
When those lips move down
Grazing across my neck
I can’t help but climb
Ecstasy’s blissful peak
Your tender love whisks away
All my fears worries and pain
As swiftly as fine brown dust
is washed away by ravishing rain
Oh my angel of love joy and bliss
When will my lips kiss your’s again?
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Writing about oneself is a hard thing for me. Because I keep discovering many sides to myself. Still exploring the nooks and corners of my psyche. Till now, I’ve found that each attempt to define myself is futile, as I find myself transcending that definition, that boundary every time I define one. Here goes another attempt.Professionally, I’m an Actor. I discover a different aspect of myself, my emotions and my memories each time a play a role. I feel like a different person in front of the camera. I’m me but I’m not me. It’s a wonderful feeling best experience on stage.My very first début on stage was a magic show at the age of 4. Then I started acting in plays. Then got into the film industry after completing my Graduate degree in Psychology, Economics and Sociology. I’ve acted in around 9 movies till now. In the Indian films of languages Hindi and Kannada.