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I was sitting alone...

Sep 24, 2022
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Updated: Oct 10, 2022

By Rutuparna Das




The wind gushed in, through the window,

Papers scattered on the floor,

I was sitting all alone

Thinking about my life,





The past has gone

Learnt many lessons,

The present is here,

With so much hurdles.

“Oh, God! give me strength enough to overcome my life’s

difficulties,

Show me the real path of survival,

So that I can enlighten many a life like mine.


By Rutuparna Das




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