I am working on poem on a lover. A lover like no other and I can’t find the words for the tiniest, faintest sensations I feel. So wait for me, my alibi… wait for me to find the language to describe how it moves in my soul. Coz my joy wants to overflow

The universe as a lover and before you take him on, let me tell you all that have passed between us

– Poet & Counsellor Rupika Moitra

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