A3 Foundation | Aditya Agre | Activity https://thea3foundation.com/members/aditya/activity/ Activity feed for Aditya Agre. Tue, 06 Oct 2026 16:03:46 +0530 https://buddypress.org/?v= en-US 30 hourly 2 7d99464b37133c02a4ce477657b5d808 Love and cough can not be concealed, Even a small love, Even a small cough, It shows you haven't met me, Cause buddy that's rough. You can conceal both perfectly fine, Clench your throat, Pinch your esophagus, Strain your lungs, Buckle your teeth, Brace your heart, Tighten your stomach, Narrow your eyes, Unpop your ears, All this, over and over again, At mere hint of a cough, At mere sight of your lover, At mere sign of your love, All this, over and over again, You will conceal love until it consumes you, You will conceal cough until it consumes you, Perhaps one as obsession and other as tuberculosis, But you will conceal, You will win. https://thea3foundation.com/activity/p/307/ Tue, 22 Sep 2026 06:58:25 +0530

Love and cough can not be concealed,
Even a small love,
Even a small cough,
It shows you haven’t met me,
Cause buddy that’s rough.

You can conceal both perfectly fine,
Clench your throat,
Pinch your esophagus,
Strain your lungs,
Buckle your teeth,
Brace your heart,
Tighten your stomach,
Narrow your eyes,
Unpop your…Read More

]]> 0 3bbd520e0179aa5c9ddd3a80632afcd7 A couple words on unrest over linguistic preferences that has been brewing in our country unfortunately. Language has long stopped being just another mode of communication, metamorphing into something worse, an another factor to divide already divided. https://thea3foundation.com/activity/p/177/ Mon, 30 Jun 2025 07:29:42 +0530

A couple words on unrest over linguistic preferences that has been brewing in our country unfortunately. Language has long stopped being just another mode of communication, metamorphing into something worse, an another factor to divide already divided.

]]> 0 3e9b1f6153b254fd5e1d3b5b1986c400 https://thea3foundation.com/activity/p/174/ Sat, 28 Jun 2025 09:06:09 +0530 0 dd4df51da28a982d832578828759249b There was a lad, A tiny bit sad, There was a lad, A tiny bit mad. He was alright, Just not as bright, He was alright, Just never put up a fight. He would see brush strokes where there was sky, He would paint rivers overflowing as he watched them dry, He would see compassion in hearts that had long gone wry, There was lad, Just a tiny bit shy. Born in a world that was destined for death, Born with life that had no business in a dying world, Born with love that was meant to replace faith, Born in a time that was destined for death. It was all okay, No rivers to swim in, No forests to roam in, No people to love, No birds to follow. It was all okay, Death did seem kinder, The lad full of life, Burnt up at the pyre of civilization, Like a hushed up tinder. https://thea3foundation.com/activity/p/170/ Sun, 15 Jun 2025 13:30:55 +0530

There was a lad,
A tiny bit sad,
There was a lad,
A tiny bit mad.

He was alright,
Just not as bright,
He was alright,
Just never put up a fight.

He would see brush strokes where there was sky,
He would paint rivers overflowing as he watched them dry,
He would see compassion in hearts that had long gone wry,
There was…Read More

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