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The Challenge of Solitude
The hour neared five and the evening sky donned its overcast veil. A gentle breeze flirted with the trees, the scent of fresh leaves enchanting the senses. Surely, no evening could have been more serene. The bus harboured but three souls — two were elderly men, and the third was myself, ensconced by a window…
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Too Lucky to be Yours
I am thirty-two years old, comfortably ensconced in the role of a spinster, and reside alone in an apartment high on the eleventh floor, overlooking a cityscape that feels both confining and infinite. If you propose that I need a physical fitness program, consider this: I exercise daily through intricate mental gymnastics—evading straightforward answers, leaping…
Shamasis Bhattacharya 