The boat journeys from one ghat to another, taking folks every now and then; Few know their destination, others just wander on the watery lane. The boatman, kind and generous, asked the lady in yellow saree— “where to apa? where will you go?” The woman’s reply was tart and clear—
How wonderful it is to make love, with a stranger, As you know, there is no promise, nor danger. You simply glide into those unknown arms, And improvise every move without the fear of eternal charm. There is no hurry to end the night, to make sense, To understand the
We, The Cognitive Quotient, are a collaborative family of litterateurs, poets, storytellers and budding authors. In this world of compulsions and norms, we strive to build a community where ‘literariness’ is our colour and ‘freedom of speech’ is our right. Peep in and have the pleasure to plunge into the depths of consciousness and art, colour the world in your own perceptual mysticism, and join a community of creative and passionate followers! We feel, we write, we publish! This is a small step of our own to make this world a better and colorful place to live in through our artistry.
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We, The Cognitive Quotient, are a collaborative family of litterateurs, poets, storytellers and budding authors. In this world of compulsions and norms, we strive to build a community where ‘literariness’ is our colour and ‘freedom of speech’ is our right. Peep in and have the pleasure to plunge into the depths of consciousness and art, colour the world in your own perceptual mysticism, and join a community of creative and passionate followers! We feel, we write, we publish! This is a small step of our own to make this world a better and colorful place to live in through our artistry.
