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by Swarup Kar Purkayastha
Sep 24, 2025
Malti sat on a rock on the side of a school ground. It was a summer morning, the dawn was breaking. She took in a puff of crisp air. The breeze made her feel serene and safe like a mother’s embrace. She wondered whether anyone could predict at this moment that in a few hours the sun would singe the skin. She removed her rubber slippers to feel the wet, ticklish grass. She wondered how the rock was brought here, the only one on this ground. She thought, many years later, when she would be go
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