Hope a poem by Sayanshuvra Chakraborty.
My hopes were shattered/My anger became obsolete/My wishes went unanswered…
A part of a past long forgotten. Something tangible beyond the bullet loops and the cacophony of this new existence. A small case of beauty.
I left the Kolkata book fair with my hands full of shopping bags and a heart full of happiness.
The book fair has gained immense popularity and success over the years. Book fairs are not only held in Kolkata but all across the country and globe as well.
Vibrant coloured kites were soaring in the sky, shades of yellow, blue, red swaying from one side to another, all fighting to hold their space.
We divided ourselves into two teams and took different coloured handmade kites.
We live in a village named Moga in the State of Punjab. We are celebrating Baisakhi today.
Makar Sankranti is a festival celebrated to welcome the onset of the harvest.
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