Metamorphosis | Ananya S. Guha

Your wayward paths are leftovers of those trickling down rains, sent umbrella hunting with father insisting take two, there will be more but water scarcity continued, in a town which had clouds hovering every moment, threatening to burst skies with a downpour scattering hills, trees and flowers, which had hardly bloomed. Azure skies of my …

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