By: Debleena Majumdar The crumpled sheet of paper, Grease stains from yesterday’s Stale chop that been thrown at her, Was her treasure. Wolfing down the hard lump, she Had peered greedily at the paper. Unmindful of the darkness, If only…
By: Debleena Majumdar The crumpled sheet of paper, Grease stains from yesterday’s Stale chop that been thrown at her, Was her treasure. Wolfing down the hard lump, she Had peered greedily at the paper. Unmindful of the darkness, If only…