I was in the middle, before I knew that I had begun.
-Jane Austen
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Stories by Pratikshya
One Red Woman...
A lonesome new moon night...
A conspiracy...
A heartbreak...
Will she be able to break her chains and fly...
A Light that Flickers...
A small collection of my sleepless thoughts presented in form of poem, poetry, or whatever you may call it. H...