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Organization / Workplace
Calcutta, India
Occupation
Private Tutor
About
Its the free spirit in me that is soaring, flying out like a bird, escaping from my heart, which once used to be its abode…breaking the shackles that held it within…as we talk, the spirit is away on a wing and a prayer, having bolted from its own constraining home. Every time I close my eyes, the river of tears begins to drizzle down…..Anguish and misery are my constant company, even as the song and sounds of rains have started their slow dance....My Iktara continues to harp without any chord, melody or joy…....My embellishments like my scents and fragrances are lying wasting around, breathing their useless aromas out and in the process dying….My new morning and fresh beginnings a