

The Yamuna river glistens under the setting sun, but I don’t see beauty. I only see silence. And maybe, for the first time in weeks, that’s what I need. Silence that doesn’t demand anything from me.



The Yamuna river glistens under the setting sun, but I don’t see beauty. I only see silence. And maybe, for the first time in weeks, that’s what I need. Silence that doesn’t demand anything from me.

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