Tanushree
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The Real Taste of Blood OrangesA Story by TanushreeI woke up with a sense of restless passion. And that of guilt. The window was open, and the smell of kesari milk wafted in ever so seamles.. |
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The Resurgence We KillA Poem by TanushreeA sports/pop-cultured based poem on a subject that has been ever so dear to me, and never quite advocated strongly on the written medium |
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Typification > InterpretaionA Story by TanushreeFrom my school newspaper writings’ archives, unedited version The writer believes �" is subject to interpretation in terms .. |
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ChangeoverA Poem by TanushreeThe greatest match in tennis history. |
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Stay Calm, Through The StormA Poem by TanushreeA question oft repeated by those of my acquaintance,Is a question that I have no answer toA query that to my mind, fails to make senseAnd one that in .. |
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The Fine LineA Poem by TanushreeSometimes I wish I was better,And sometimes I try.Sometimes, my hopes flag up,And sometimes I wish I could die.This utopian life that I am leading,Som.. |