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 ...
they started cutting the house the day after holi, so that they could finish before the monsoon came. she sat on her bed, legs crossed, staring at the ...
that year my father was the happiest man in all of assam, i’m quite sure. he had bought himself an ambassador mark II, a black one, and had ...
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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