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Sunday Talks Sunday High Five By Rejuan Sardar

Sunday High Five By Rejuan Sardar

Love None But Me To be drowned In the ocean of love, Again I'm not reluctant. In thine eyes, To be lost like, I, Nowher...

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Sunday Talks Sunday High Five By Kunal Roy

Sunday High Five By Kunal Roy

The Home of God I was simply walking on the soft grass, The white flowers were swaying back and forth, Out of sprightli...

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Sunday Talks Sunday High Five By Harekrishna Dey

Sunday High Five By Harekrishna Dey

I MISS YOU Sight of my mind you are glittering, Don't out of my mind. I invent you all day in my mind laboratory. The s...

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Sunday Talks Editorial

Editorial

Gearing up for a week of love...Valentine's Week at 25 "A future for me is Already a thing of the Past- You were my fir...

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Sunday Talks Editorial

Editorial

The World Is Digital, Virtual Tours Playing A Laudable Role! With the sudden surge in massive online activities and dig...

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Sunday Talks Sunday Thought By Kunal Roy

Sunday Thought By Kunal Roy

I could have saved her: An Apology A Tuesday morning. The cold was still lingering. My mother and I woke up quite early...

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Sunday Talks Penning Sunday Letter By Subrata Bhattacharya

Penning Sunday Letter By Subrata Bhattacharya

Dear Thought: A Sunday Letter "Dear Thought, I take unbearable pain because of the earth's howling due to sensational,...

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Sunday Talks Poetic Prisms On Sunday By Debanjana Ghatak

Poetic Prisms On Sunday By Debanjana Ghatak

I wish, I still had You I was sauntering at the seaside under the twilight sky. The thoughts of our bygone days winked...

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Sunday Talks Poetic Prisms On Sunday By Anjolina Chatterjee

Poetic Prisms On Sunday By Anjolina Chatterjee

THE REFURBISHED ANNIHILATION There's always a War brewing where, You clash with your very Own - Self ; But it's just th...

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Sunday Talks Poetic Prisms On Sunday By Tapas Dey

Poetic Prisms On Sunday By Tapas Dey

Surrender to time A tree, aged one , standing alone beside a river, is seen gloomy. The first leaf of the tree that com...

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