The night was a cruel one. There was a kind of cold that doesn’t just sting your skin but seeps into your bones, making you wonder if it’ll ever end. Under a sky shining like shattered glass, two porcupines stood apart, each of them feeling the chill of loneliness as much as the icy win…
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The sweet spot!
The night was a cruel one. There was a kind of cold that doesn’t just sting your skin b…
Black!
White is a paradox. White, as we consider it the color of peace, seems calm, pure, whole,…
The Patriot!
They call it love for the motherland. But love that never leaves the lips is not love, it…
The Dreamer's Bridge
If you ever find yourself traveling from Jalukbari to the airport in Guwahati, there’s a …
The art!
The world is split into two. One part is busy rediscovering what already exists. Scientis…