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I didn’t fear Radhika until I had fallen in love with her. Our first years…
The arctic waves lap over me, freezing the blood in my veins. Shame ushers in…
Puro was about to leave for the fields when she said to Jangir, “Will you…
Back then Papa and I would hop across rocks and boulders along the Tirthan River…
“In the end, the only stories that loving you brought me were the stories of…