Rain, leaves and a lost soul
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Rain is back. I failed to find a connection but my mood swings along the nature. Now that the Durga pujo is over there’s a melancholy in the mind. Everywhere around I find these leaves scattered on the grounds, parks and pavements. Broken, fallen but beautiful. Ain’t that how am I feeling most of these days? Not broken or fallen but lost. I am cribbing again, or May be it’s just the irritated fever and cold battered body talking... Before this, I used to feel such leaves ar...
