A Friendly Stranger at the Durga Puja!
Call it coincidence or anything of that sort, for it happened again at the same Durga Puja pandal I mentioned in the previous story. This ...
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Maybe I lied to her when I used to reassure her that she was going to be alright and was going to resume her life in some measure of normalc... -
The Durga Puja pandal was quiet in the morning hours, except for the occasional bursts of incantations from the priests, amplified by th... -
The fair bright-faced boy with curly black hair, the sweet smile that never ceases to linger on his face and his eyes, his carefree ways a...
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