A Love Story? – Chapter Twelve

Sketches By Nitesh

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Just like most young adults, I also live in another little locality extending on the corners of an already overcrowding colony filled with thousands. There is nothing special to this place: it’s just another one of locality lost in the capital where we turn blind eye one too many times, another land full of sewage, full of broken streets, huddle of buildings we call home. But my home is also a part of this land, away from the noises of busy roads. Even through the faint hum of traffic in the background, there is something so visceral about the quietness of it all, quite which washes away the discordant reality of life. It is amazing how I step out of the city into this quiet haven. The jungle of modern times, made of brick and concrete, that rapes the naked simplicity of nature on every…

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