Author: Annesha Das Gupta

This author has four eyes on her face and a zillion books on her reading list.She likes to go bonkers sometimes(a prerequisite for any writer).And a writer's block is overcome by her by having the worst anxiety attack and a trunk full of Nutella.
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Mar 16

Dead

Ah! Another night has come, my shrink will probably tell me to drag through somehow. No. Isn’t it what the woman said? Hmm. I wonder! That woman speaks quite a lot actually. I don’t keep track. I have others things to do, you know! The room is dark, the small light from the electric mosquito…

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I heard the katydids singing in the trees, the owls making their hoots, the waterfall climbing down from my rusty tin roof and saw the paper boats swinging themselves in the city floods far somewhere a drain was clogged with things no more needed, the manhole was blocked. Dreams, aspirations and desires and lastly failures…

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Now every lamp-post in her street is lighted. So much light, but no darkness.   It is five in the evening, the sun will set soon. And she, she has to go back to her house. Back to her room. Her cell. She is not, what one will call a beauty. Society will mark her…

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HAS ANYONE OF YOU READ RUSKIN BOND’S THE NIGHT TRAIN AT DEOLI? I’m quite sure many of you have and many of you have not. For those, who have they can relate to what I am going to ‘pen’ down now. I have a dream to explore the whole world; but Paris, that place will…