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Behind the closed door

Creak! Creak! Creak! Protest the rickety wooden steps Every time he makes his way to my door. I cower, enveloped in a raw fear. I bite into my clammy knuckles, And draw my knees up to my chest, As I hear his heavy tread on the steps. I scuttle to …

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Hiraeth, partition stories from 1947

HIRAETH is neither a book nor a compilation of short stories. NO! HIRAETH is a river of emotions that gently flows into the crevices of your heart. It seeps in through the open pores of your skin and it envelopes you like a gossamer veil. It stays with you like a haunting melody that keeps niggling. It is an avalanche of warmth that cascades down to deluge you.

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Where are the lilacs?

I was introduced to Dr. Santosh Bakaya’s work by my mother. Every day since then, I have thanked her because from the moment I picked up her first book, I was hooked. It seems to me that she always writes what I love to read. Yes, the connection is that …

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