She is still a wisp of imaginary mist floating somewhere in eternity.
She\’s like a wide open door, beyond which there are wide-open skies.
She is not a person, she is a feeling.
Something that everybody wants to feel in himself.
She\’s the alter ego I always wanted.

Published by Anupam Choudhury

I'm a writer, editor, and blogger from New Delhi, India.

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