Under the vibrant hues of the Kolkata sunset, the city’s pulse reverberated through its streets and parks, pulsating with an invigorating energy.
His eyes are locked on me, seemingly mesmerized by my graceful presence, the cascade of black curls, and the rhythmic click of my heels.
His appeals had become a regular occurrence since my second semester.
One evening, I sought solace in the joy of wandering along the lively streets of Esplanade, where commerce thrived amidst the pulse of the city.
