PRADIP DASGUPTA (1-10-1989 / JAMSHEDPUR)
A BEAUTIFUL BRIDE
Looking like a princess, she sits before the mirror. She dreams of a beautiful future and happiness of her new world. But thinking of the beautiful memories of the past and innumerable faces with smile, a drop of pearls run down her cheek. Standing in the bridge of two world, she is ready for departure and arrival at the same time.
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