“Each organism, no matter how simple or complex, has around it a sacred bubble of space, a bit of mobile…
Hours of moonlight are long past. The trees stand silent in the dark As if in hiding, from cool gusts…
একটা শেয়াল ফাঁদে পড়েছিল। কোনোমতে টানাটানি করে ছাড়া পেয়ে পালায়, কিন্তু তার লেজটা সেই ফাঁদে কাটা পড়ে যায়।
I am fevered with the sunset, I am fretful with the bay, For the wander-thirst is on me And my soul…
Do you remember those nights, when rain sounded outside among the trees? – she asked. The time was fleeting by…
This is the excerpt for your very first post.
People who don’t know what they’re talking about (i.e., adults) never get what our storybooks, movies, shows, sagas and characters…
When life gets hard And the noon is high And your eyes are sore and red. Your jammed head hurts,…
(A translated take on the song written by Anand Bakshi)
They told me “NO SPOILERS”, so I will shoot holes in this one after I am done, leaving only those…