The Sun Never Faded, but Glistened Through the Moon: My Father…

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I need no days and occasions to celebrate my father. He always beats in my rhythms, syncs in my symphonies and speaks in my poems. He never leaves but rests in my soul.

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Sangeeta and Maitreni Mishra

blogs from Patna Delhi