the fan fell on pishima’s head on monday. everyone remembered it was a monday because shome was on a fast. pishima always made fresh shondesh for shome with ...
i dreamt of my father and mother today. he was looking handsome. she had that calm air about her which had always been hers, as though she had ...
“this is funny, isn’t it,” he said staring at her, his voice low, almost inaudible. she looked at him trying not to avert her gaze. “what’s funny?” she ...
Searching through old things,
Many memories outpour
But can't find that one thing
For which you were searching for
Two friends, mad about love and writing, decided it was time to start something new.
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