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A Lover Soul & A Smile

My friendly Girl Next Door asked has a little challenge for me. It is very much little because I have to write sarcasm and that’s too on eyes. It just like saying Godzilla don’t step on the city rather sit and have a cappuccino (I like it without sugar if you want to know in case). So, trying…… Continue reading A Lover Soul & A Smile

The Strings of Puppet

during birth, new born cry everyone smile during death, death smile everyone cry. comedy of life all call it, I call it beauty of life. during marriage, she cried everyone smiled during night, she moaned he laugh. fullfilment of love all call it, I call it enslavement. how beautiful the string of life pull by…… Continue reading The Strings of Puppet

Guest Post: M – A Story of Period

Originally posted on The Pradita Chronicles:
Sangbad Mitra Blog: Thoughts of Words ? Our society. The great Indian society. We speak in Hinglish or Benglish or a’thing else – whatever comes to your mind. We attire ourselves in Western outfit, we sing their songs as if they are sung by our artists, we dance to the hip-hop, Michael Jackson…