Piya Gajbe

The Endless Winters

It’s not of just a quarter of a year to me, the cold waves seem to be eternal. The winters arrived; not after the autumn,  for me the winter barged in, that one summer evening; when you gave me that cold shoulder.   The warmth of affection, the fire in your eyes, the passionate kisses […]

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