- Sangram Keshari Rout
A narrow brown trail meandered its way through the white snow just to disappear behind a morose looking apple orchid bereft of its greenery. The footmarks on the trodden path offered the only glimpse of …
I was standing in the aisle of a crowded bus continuously wiping the sweat off my face and tracking myself on the google map. A middle-aged man taps me from …
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