A Wrapping Paper (1 min read)

Modernism is a flashy wrapping paper under which lies the age-old reality. The reality that nothing has changed. People, mentality, expectations and opinions. As you get older, with time, this epiphany hits you. A little hard in the face. Till one day back, I was engaged to be married. I'd been with him for five … Continue reading A Wrapping Paper (1 min read)

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Come find me (A couplet)

My tired eyes seek you in darkness, in tears and howls; can you come find me I’m bound with the chains of onus; can you come take my shackled soul with thee Written by Chirasree Bose