“She imagined herself drowning along the tides of Sumendu Lake, down own into the depths of solemn solitude, splashing into the serenity of forever silence.”
Ashmita Acharya“True love doesn’t exist, for, love is always true. If it is not true, then it is not love at all.”
Ashmita Acharya, The Beginning: The Tears of My Heart“She imagined herself drowning along the tides of Sumendu Lake, down own into the depths of solemn solitude, splashing into the serenity of forever silence.”
Ashmita Acharya, The Beginning: The Tears of My Heart“Dawn may not appear one to all. It depends on beholders how they look at life”
whether they see the fading stars or the rising sun.