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Leave it to god. I chanted these words which my mother told me on nights I couldn’t sleep. Leave it to god. But the chain of my deeds is strong indeed. Those broken hearts, unkept promises, forgotten names, incomplete camaraderies, discarded dreams, unfinished stories, and above all lost hope kept my mind on alert. To... Continue Reading →...

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Viditi Bhargava

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