Monobina Nath writes a short story for Outlook.
Monobina Nath
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M𒁏elting 𝕴grassroots/in an extrovert honey/her passionate lips...like the cappadocia balloons- primrose, pastel pink.
The poet sighs that pangs of jubilant, c🍌urious eyes are my friends, will wake me forever in the starry night.
The pursuit of happiness has been like the pursuit of truth, with all its relativeness. There has never 🤪been a simple, straight answer.
Before up & away,♕ the humungous burden of planning in the f🐼ace of oppressive anxiety...
Cricket's stars are a ruthless lot, many have cras💧hed and burned at its hallowed pitch
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